Morning Reflections

It’s a Tuesday morning. I’m sitting at my dining table, drinking coffee, looking beyond my laptop screen out the windows in front of me. I’ve been scrolling through the internet for recipes for a good chocolate cake. Or maybe Tiramisu? I can’t decide.

Needless to say, I enjoy biding my time before I get up and officially start my day.

This might sound silly, but to me, mornings are sacred. They are best spent in silent reflection, while drinking a 32 oz french press in its entirety, all on your own.

This morning, my reflections have spiraled into what feels like an existential crisis.

OKAY, that was slightly dramatic. but stick with me here.

I’m thinking about where I came from, and the food that I ate growing up. I’m from a beautiful town in South West Florida. A place where fresh seafood is plentiful, as well as Cuban cuisine, Carolina barbecue, Mexican Food, soul food, NY style delis and and and…the list could stretch on into infinity because my hometown is a melting pot of people and the food they bring.

As I’m sitting here, I can’t help but feel like I’ve lost out on having a “cultural food identity.”

My mom’s cooking was eclectic. Mostly good, but random. She makes a damn good Italian lasagna. She also makes a damn good black bean and ham hock soup.
I grew up eating borrowed recipes from other cultures, none of which I feel I belong to.

I’m not a salty Florida fisherman, neither am I southern belle with the worlds best biscuit recipe. I’m definitely not cuban, but I’d gladly be adopted by an Italian Nonna – if she’d have me. Maybe I’m watching too many episodes of Anthony Bourdain’s Parts Unknown. Who knows…

But here I am, trying to figure out who I am in terms of food. Is it too late to pick a culture or settle on one?

Perhaps I should embrace my lineage of eclectic cuisine. Last night I found myself craving a warm French Baguette with creamy salted butter, all the while telling my friend how excellent it would be to sit cross-legged on the floor scooping away at a platter of Saag Paneer and Naan. Why not have it all?

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