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A Cool Choice...
For most of us, summer is a time when we want to relax, settle into a very comfortable deck chair, have a drink, and let the sun and heat allow us to forget how quickly the moment can pass. There are picnics, festivals, barbecues, family gatherings and vacations to be had, and with all of that, we have food to eat. For me, my family’s food and meals were always full of different varieties of colors, flavors, spices and styles. The difficult thing is to try to choose one thing that defined our summer eating. Barbecues would provide a lot of choices straight from the grill; then there was watermelon (not a favourite food, but still quite popular), sorrel (a drink made from the dried plant of the same name, and still not a favourite), ginger beer (pass), homemade candies and cakes and a lot of salad (oh, so much salad). But none of these choices really brings my childhood summers home to me (the only summers that really count). I have to choose something that involves my own family and certain outings to the farm where I participated in gathering this particular choice.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Feast
Aunt Sue's Macaroni Salad
There were never any paparazzi lurking in the bushes but Aunt Sue still referred to her signature BBQ dish as her “World Famous Macaroni Salad”. As a kid gullible enough to believe a nocturnal fairy was periodically buying my discarded teeth, I took her at her word. After all, even if she was possibly exaggerating, it was a damned good salad.
By Nancy Gwillym2 years ago in Feast
My Mom's 90s Era Pasta Salad and My Newman's Own Dressing Obsession. Runner-Up in Summer Camp Challenge.
Ever since I was old enough to eat salads, I have been obsessed with Newman’s Own oil and vinegar salad dressing. As a child of the 90s, my mom often served dinner side salads, and my iceberg lettuce and carrot shreds would be doused with the best that Paul Newman had to offer. My salad bowl would resemble an oil and vinegar soup because I’d use half the bottle in one sitting. By the time I reached elementary school, my mom had to start buying the dressing in bulk due to the sheer quantity I was consuming.
By Amy Writes2 years ago in Feast
Food, Man, Food…
I am not one of those people who has a million skills. Most days I feel like a barely functioning adult who will take every gold star I can get, so long as I earned them honestly. That out of the way, I know food. I considered going into the service industry for a living and decided not to because I realized it would make me hate doing something I enjoy, which would have drastically skewed my outlook on summers and what they bring. Fresh sliced watermelon that was picked at just the right time, so it’s juicy and sweet. Cold cocktails with friends in the hot dry evenings of the Southwest. Ice cream with my kids after a long day of working in the sun. All of that is so intertwined with Summer in my memories that I can almost smell them on the long days waiting for the sun to set in the western horizon, starting somewhere around the middle of May, when New Mexico starts to really warm up.
By Travis Rawlins 2 years ago in Feast
Food for the Soul
There is no single food that entirely encapsulates summer. Such constriction in this season of freedom is unnatural. Summertime is for Mom and Pop’s places; for make-shift melon stands; for pomegranate-stained fingers and popsicle-painted faces. It’s for that blackberry cobbler recipe your great aunt tucked in the back of her bible, all the while, claiming dessert this good has got to be a sin. It’s the closest we get to the good ole days and the furthest we get from the troubles of now.
By Hailey Narvaez2 years ago in Feast
Gridilla
From the time I was young, I loved Godzilla movies. Godzilla movies and the Ultraman television show, but Ultraman is for another story. I remember getting excited every Saturday afternoon to see what “new” Godzilla movie would be showing on my local television station. My seven-year-old brain delighted in the different monsters each and every week. And you can imagine how blown away I was when I saw Jet Jaguar in Godzilla versus Megalon! But again, Godzilla versus Megalon is a topic that deserves a story all to itself.
By Briant Laslo2 years ago in Feast
3 Filipino Desserts You Need to Try This Summer
For Filipinos, food and nostalgia are intricately intertwined. Ask any Pinoy millennial about their most memorable birthday party experience, and it will probably involve hotdogs and marshmallows on skewers. Talk about fond fiesta memories, and it might trigger olfactory hallucinations as they remember all the Lechon and Lumpia they used to snag from the dinner table as kids.
By Chad Verzosa2 years ago in Feast
What do you like to eat in summer and why is it ice-cream?
Dear ice-cream, I missed you so much. I know we had a rough time those past months. A cousin of yours was all over the place and we did not meet that much. I missed you. I missed all your tastes and variations, all your colours and presentations. Like every year, as soon as the sun comes back, you are the only thing I crave. Your existence itself is a cure for seasonal depression. Some say it is some kind of vitamin that I miss, but deeply I know it is you and only you.
By Amsha Olsan2 years ago in Feast
All Hail to the Golden God of Summer
When we talk about food that’s associated with summer in Canada, there are plenty of delicious options that come to mind. Cool and refreshing fruits and berries are popular choices along with tossed salads, potato salad, coleslaw, pasta salads, veggie trays, and sweet corn. Steak, burgers, chicken, fish, or pretty much anything on the barbeque are also much loved summer staples.
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Feast
Summer Will Always Taste Like Lemon
The memory of lemon chocolate is one that will forever be burned into my brain…and taste buds. It was the summer of 1998 when my family visited the island of Capri in Italy. We had been living in Italy for two years at this point. (When I was a teenager, my dad received a job opportunity that resulted in my parents moving their three children to a country we had never visited – a place where we knew nothing about the language, people, or history.) We ended up living in Milan for three years, and my parents used every opportunity to venture to other Italian and European cities, big and small, to ensure we soaked up every ounce of the potential that the opportunity provided. One week, we ventured south and headed to the Amalfi Coast.
By Stefanie Schroeder2 years ago in Feast