Day 7 of the No Matter What Game. Learn how you can play at the end of this post.
G: What are the most memorable meals you’ve ever had?
P: As a newly certified Eating Psychology Coach, this is powerful question for me.
Long before I understood what truly nourished me, I suspected it was as much the location, ambiance, awareness, the speed at which I ate, and the company and emotional content of the conversation I kept while eating as the food that was offered and its nutritional value.
Food is such a complicated thing. Representing all that is good, nurturing, and life sustaining as well as the reason we love to hate, blame, and shame ourselves, our relationship with food (which is often unconscious) defines us as much as anything we consciously chose to represent us.
When I decided over a year ago to change the way I’d been eating for the past fifty, things got ugly. But having stayed the course now for fifteen months, I can tell you it’s the best thing I could have done for myself.
But that’s a story for another day, or quite possibly, another book.
Back to the question. My most memorable meals usually involve salmon. I love salmon. I had the best salmon in the desert of all places. Santa Fe, to be exact. Santa Fe is also the home of Harry’s Road House and many a memorable meal.
Bob and I had an exquisite meal at a quaint little Mexican place in Bisbee, Arizona this past February. Maybe it was because we were on vacation. Maybe it was because we’d just been to a brewery and that made Bob happy. Maybe it was because I was back in the Southwest and that made me ecstatic. Or maybe it just reminded me of Harry’s Road House.
When I’d visit my sister in southern California we’d go to a cute little diner for oatmeal. Not just any oatmeal. Great oatmeal with brown sugar.
I also remember the oatmeal I ordered during the seminar where Gillian and I met in Los Angeles last January. Each morning the waitress would come up to me and say, “Would you like the usual?” This made me feel instantly at home.
The California-oatmeal connection would not be complete without mentioning the morning Bob and I had oatmeal and granola and fruits and nuts at a sweet café in Monterey before we went whale watching.
When our family took an Alaskan cruise I remember most of the meals on the ship, on the train, and on the bus. Not because I had unlimited access to salmon, but because of the spectacular settings. And because I’d never known any place to charge $35 for macaroni and cheese before.
Sadly, the price does not guarantee how delicious a meal will be. The apples off my family’s tree are pretty darn delicious and free for the picking. For a real treat and a limited time, nothing’s better than Merb’s caramel apples from St. Louis.
And if I mention apples I must also mention strawberries and how bananas I go over strawberry salads. The best one I had was at the Hotel Desoto in Galena, Illinois. And it comes with salmon. 🙂
What about you? Let your inner food blogger or writer out and leave your comments below. Or if you’d like Gillian to send you a prompt so you can do your thing No Matter What, email her at www.gillianpearce.com.