Comfort food. We all have that one thing that we crave when we’ve had a bad day. There is a storm blowing outside. Or we aren’t feeling well. And we all have that one dish that reminds us of our childhood. Of grandma’s cooking. Or is linked to a special memory. If you follow me on facebook or twitter, it’s no secret that I talk a lot about food. Probably a bit too much. Chocolate. Cake. Savoury. Sweet. I have taste tested just about everything. And will eat just about anything. I love food. A lot.
I grew up in a meat and potatoes family. Chicken and baked potato. Steak and mashed potatoes. Sausage and scalloped potatoes. The combinations were endless, but the basics were always the same. And to this day I’m still that kind of girl. When I’m having a day that is less than stellar, I crave this type of meal. With cake for dessert. Of course. That just goes without saying.
And even though this was the staple meal of my childhood, another sticks out as extra special. My parents split up when I was young and I would spend weekends with my dad. He lived on the 2nd floor of a house with a giant kitchen, always flooded with light. My dad would put Star Trek on the living room t.v. and make sandwiches for lunch. White bread. So fresh that it stuck to the roof of your mouth and you had to scrape it off with your tongue. A big wedge of ice berg lettuce. Sliced lunch meat. A slice (or two) of Kraft singles cheese. Mustard. And a gigantic slice of tomato. With a huge glass of ice cold milk on the side. And a few potato chips for good measure.
Now, some 20 some years later, I still think about those sandwiches and smile. I can tangibly remember the crunch of the lettuce. The fresh bread stuck between my teeth. And always trying to sneak an extra piece of cheese in if I could. And while my tastes may have changed from Star Trek to Star Wars over the years, that sandwich will always be a favourite memory of my childhood. Yet try as I may I’ve never been able to re-create that sandwich quite like my dad did. Somehow sandwiches always taste so much better when someone else makes it for you. Right?