So, here I am, coming back into my own as I resume my perpetual habit of blogging. We'll see how long I can perpetually keep it going!
So I must spend the next 1,000 or so characters devoted to my newest discovery: greek strained yogurt. On Friday, during my copious free time, I opted to purchase some somewhat healthy and/or coupon-friendly snacks from the Natural/Organic section of the Giant Foods. How convenient: I found a coupon book in the car which I cannot claim as my own but which I depend on for at least one day on a weekly basis. Hoorah! Greek yogurt was not one of the coupons available, but the idea of a cold, healthy dairy product was very appealing (it was too early for ice cream--at least that's what I told myself). Along with the Face Greek yogurt I purchased three health-foods bars, and one generous-sized bottle of organic pomegranate-blueberry juice.
The yogurt was including a convenient side pocket filled with a strawberry jam, and I accosted the salad bar for some free plastic spoons to round out my on-the-go snacking adventure. After browsing in a few stores for the specific items to tie together the Germany-bound gift package I finally sent, and of course having pitiful luck, I took a few minutes in the parked car to enjoy some WHYY and my now very anticipated carton of yogurt.
When I pulled off the paper top, I was astonished! Dipping the spoon into the yogurt resulted in a very creamy, mousse-like, delectably light non-dessert delicacy upon my tongue! I was quite overwhelmed with joy. I slowly savored each morsel, occasionally mixing it with the fruit jam which, like the culinary-minded mouse from Ratatoullie speaks of, is a flavor explosion in my mouth (the blending of two stand-alone flavors) Imagine, mousse for breakfast, everyday! How wonderful it must be to be a Greek native. Or perhaps any non-USA native: the more I research the culinary habits of other cultures the more and more I want to eat! I feel a little unfortunate to be 'only' an American native with no long-time food culture. When I think about my time abroad: Poland, Germany, Italy, and how in each country (perhaps excluding Italy because I was traveling with and frequenting many tourist-oriented affilitations) each meal has it's custom. In America we're all overwhelmed with the products evolving from a simple man's wish to do some more original (and therefore, profitable) than the selling of varietal flours. Oh, how I desire difference and tradition not based upon some form of science experiment! (even if for nutrition's benefit)
So really I just want to go back to culinary roots! At least when it comes to being simple and as wholesome as possible in relation to ingredients and their known end result of actual homemade dishes.
