or How I First Met My Husband
If you are in a relationship, whether married or not, you have a story. You know, the when, where and how of your first meeting. My husband and I have been married for over 10 years now and “together” for just a wee little more than that. Hey, when you know, you know. Our minutely short, barely there, courting period speaks volumes to our innate sense of knowing.
We met through a mutual friend of ours. It was a set-up actually. I adamantly did not want a blind-date so she thought her next best option to bring us together would be a potluck dinner party. That I agreed to. And so did he. Actually, of the whole group of people she invited, we were the ONLY two to show up! Yes, my friend and just the two of us. I could never get her to admit that she didn’t really ever invite anyone else but us, so I can’t confirm my speculations. At any rate, it wasn’t nearly as awkward as I thought in my imagination a “blind date” could be.
In fact, it was just the opposite. It was delightful. Not in the “Oh my God this guy is amazing and I am going to make him my husband” sort of evening. More of a “wow, this guy is cool and he does really have gorgeous eyes and damn, did he really cook this feta, cous-cous salad with dried cranberries and roasted pine nuts?” That wasn’t all of it though. I have a sweet tooth, so the salad, while memorable, would not have hit me in the heart quite like what he served up for dessert.
Keep in mind in this memory we both share, neither of us can recall what in the world I made for the potluck. No memory of a delicious savory appetizer , nor a knock-your-socks off decadent dessert. Oh well, I must’ve made good conversation, right? So, back to my future husband and his sneaky use of the Love Language of Food.
Dessert was brought out. I scanned the table and laid eyes on some beautifully chunky cookies seemingly filled with some intriguing hidden treasures. I picked one up, casually enticed, and looked it over. At the first sight of a protruding chocolate chunk I went in for the bite to see what else I might uncover. Flavor-induced fireworks exploded in my mouth and heart pitter-pations began. (You know, like palpitations, but more for love than lack of air.) In this case however, I suppose it could’ve been both, as I was woofing that chunk-o-goodness down.
What was in that cookie, you wonder? It was a crystallized candied ginger, roasted pecan, dark chocolate chunk, hunk o’diviness made with pure skill and one hearts desire to seduce another’s through it’s utter deliciousness. Foodgasm right there at the pot-luck-set-up that ended in our inevitable hook-up. By that I mean beautiful marriage, silly.
That’s it. The beginning and the end. Some people speak what I like to call, the Love Language of Food. You know the ones. Those that take great pride, painstaking patient effort and a zen-like joy to create from their heart and soul a meal to fuel those around them, to nourish and uplift them. They are life givers, really. Grandmothers are notorious for this, to speak generically and somewhat clichéd. But it is true. And it is true of my husband. Ask our children, our friends and ah-hem, yours truly.
For those whose Love Language is Food, well they take it to another level. They not only feed our bodies. They feed our souls, our spirits and even our hearts. They connect through food. It takes vulnerability and authenticity to plate and serve their inspired creations. They pass on tradition steeped in fragrant memories through food. For my husband, whose love language comes through in his Food, it truly was Love at First Bite for me. And to this day, he continues to feed me, nourish me and uplift me in every single way.
“There are those who cook to fuel life in others and there are those whose fuel for life is to cook for others.” M.Spencer
Erik’s Love at First Bite Ginger, Pecan, Choco Chunk Cookies
**best made while listening to some Earth, Wind and Fire or similar groovy funk tunes**
2 3/4 c. all-purpose flour
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp Attar’s Saigon cinnamon
1 cup butter (softened)
1 cup brown sugar
1 tsp. Attar’s Vanilla Extract
1 large eggs
1/2 cup crystallized ginger (chopped)
3/4 cup dark chocolate chunks or chips
3/4 cup roasted pecans (chopped)
Preheat oven to 375′ degrees. Combine flour, baking soda, salt and cinnamon in a mixing bowl. Separately cream softened butter and add in brown sugar, vanilla extract and egg continuing to cream together. Slowly add in dry flour ingredients mixing well with each addition. This dough will be thicker than a usual cookie dough. It’s okay and part of the magic. At the end, add in the chocolate, ginger and pecans and fold in to the batter. Place on cookie sheets in heaps of about a tablespoon. This dough doesn’t settle down much so flatten with a spoon just a bit to the desired shape. Bake for 10-11 minutes and cool on wire rack. Most importantly, share with someone you love <3 Enjoy.