I Am Free
It's a little more than just about food & beverages.
As we close the 4th of July weekend, I felt compelled to focus today’s post on freedom. Maybe the timing is awful, which makes this post a tad bit cliché, but what more appropriate time to share what freedom means to me? I feel carefree, but today’s post isn’t about feelings. It’s about expressing our freedoms in many ways.
How often have we rattled a food or drink recipe to someone, just to be met with a blaring rebuttal of, “I have never heard of that version before,” or, “I don’t know that recipe”?
It usually leads to an interesting conversation, the exchange of other unique recipes, and the conclusion that cooking and drink-making is, in fact, an art.
When life happens, we ‘live’, and we’re prevented from enjoying the confines of our home. This includes catching up on laundry, cleaning duties, or the obvious: cooking. Yesterday was Spaghetti Saturday for me. I’ve made this a personal tradition of mine for quite some time now when the time permits.
For the average person, there is no mystery to making a good spaghetti sauce. What ingredients you choose to put in your sauce is solely dependent on you. Do you have any dietary restrictions? Do you have any allergies? What personal preferences do you adjust because of your taste buds?