at lunch today we had baked ziti, heirloom tomato salad, caesar salad, and ice cream. my sweetie exclaimed after we overstuffed ourselves (dangerously high statistic of this when eating with crowds) "this was really good!". I automatically said, "no, not really.".
the take home is comfort food is just that, and purposefully not made with no need of much talent or superb raw materials (ok the tomato salads had really good tomatoes). it’s not necessarily GREAT FOOD, it’s just very comforting.
here’s a profound yet honest quote: I think Mr. McGee was the most pleasurable person to meet. There are so many people attending that have moved the world with technology or science, but without food there would be nothing!


