Cities and suburbs, real and imaginary.

Monday, December 6, 2010

care package arrived from my Mom

Mom's home made cranberry sauces, and some Texas jellies (to tide me over whilst here in Georgia where the Mexican Food tastes nothing like Mexican food).

Cooking is quite an art form, when you think about it. Compared to painting, or writing, or music, most of the greatest artists are total unknowns: mothers and grandmothers, fathers and grandfathers, who cook for an audience they know well. Even "mass" artists of the culinary form only serve a couple hundred people at most a night. Maybe a cookbook author is a greater artist, as they guide other cooks. 

Writing guidebook authors are not treated with the same gravitas as cookbook authors.

I don't have any deep thoughts about that right now except to point to the difference. I'm a little too stuffed on Chipotle-Cranberry Sauce to think straight. 

Thanks, Mom! (The chipotle-cranberry is the best!)

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