Hot and Bothered
If I had to fill out an online dating questionnaire it would look something like this…
Hobbies : going to farmers markets and food festivals
Favourite sport: finding a parking spot at the market
What are you looking for in a potential mate?: one that doesn’t complain about going to markets?
How would you define a successful relationship?: One where a partner is happy to spend a Saturday afternoon taste testing curries at an ethnic food festival.
What are your best qualities?: scoping out the best markets within a 100 mile radius.
Luckily for Steve we didn’t meet online and he didn’t have to fess up to not liking anything to do with food except eating it. This weekend I made him suffer through the food and film festival in Sydney. Truth be told, I suffered with him.
32 degrees sizzling outside and a pile of meat that probably used a small cow presented for no other reason than for entertainment. I was not impressed. Waste of an animal and a waste of food. The rest of the festival had vendors deep-frying meat and charging $5 for a small cob of boiled corn while the hot sun beat down. And since when did food festivals sell plastic jewelery and life insurance?
Then I thought about it…..on the way in, you buy life insurance and then proceed to the chicken vindaloo stand where a large order is placed that may or may not have sat for 3 hours. I did buy some black licorice though and it was delish.
Needless to say, I went hungry and I arrived home even hungrier (besides the sugar high).
I grilled a chicken breast with some cumin, salt, pepper and lemon juice along with some spiralized sweet potatoes and broccoli.
So good and no insurance required.
Do you like markets and festivals?