Day 21 of no buying groceries. Perhaps I’m having similar experiences to the kind that people who go on totally unnecessary, self-induced, 7 day juice only retreats have. Increasing obsessions of never running out of olive oil again, chaste commitments to myself to not callously swipe the crumbs of cheese into the sink, a newfound appreciation for all the things you can make with eggs.
What started as a slightly irrational response to admittedly excessive spending, and turned into a silly experiment, has provided a nascent respect for all the grandeur and bounty of our lives.
Tomorrow I’ll be heading to Portland for Feast, a world-class celebration of food and drink, paying homage to the Oregon soil that “produces amazing fruits and vegetables”, vineyards that “grow grapes that make award-winning wines”, hops that are the reason “Portland has more breweries than any other city in the world” and an ocean that “provides sustainably caught salmon, Dungeness crab and tuna.”
If you’d like to be a virtual guest of this culinary adventure, please join me on Twitter at @ShutUpNCook. Otherwise, I look forward to returning with alluring, comforting, complicated, inspiring, liberal, and always ultimately satisfying, feasts.