Food, glorious food

It struck me the other day that I read food blogs quite often and watch Food Network constantly, but I never write about food. And I love food. I like making it and eating it. I enjoy shopping for it. And I like reading about it. I read cookbooks from cover to cover. Let's see if I like writing about it.

I realized during a conversation with David the other day that my favorite foods are berries. I really love strawberries, blueberries, blackberries, and even huckleberries. But I adore raspberries. My grandparents grew them when I was growing up, and I ate them fresh off the canes with cream. I love them in custard pie. Raspberry sauce on ice cream or pudding improves any pudding or ice cream.

Sadly, I rarely have them. They cost the earth in the grocery store, especially enough of them to make into pie or sauce. I order almost any item on a menu that features them to get a taste of the berry goodness. Unfortunately, they are often paired with chocolate, which I don't like at all. It pains me to see them ruined in chocolate sauce. Or adorning chocolate cake. Yuck.

My other favorite fruit is figs. At Farallon in San Francisco, I ordered panna cotta. It came with fresh figs and was the best panna cotta I have ever had. Mostly here in the tundra, I can only get dried figs. I like those too, but fresh figs are the best.

I've made myself hungry now. Snacks please.