Back home again in Indiana. Ten plus hours of dry recyled air in a plane reactivated my cold with a vengeance which left me with a couple of days in bed to brood about my life.
I’ve been getting a kick out of reading the “Five Things You Don’t Know About Me” posts as the meme has slowly spread around the blogosphere, marveling at the quirky and impressive details that lurk in the lives of my fellow food bloggers. My amusement and entertainment came to an abrupt halt, however, when I was tagged by the beautiful and talented Bea, at La Tartine Gourmande, to share five things of my own.
On reflection, it seems to me that my life is an open blog. Most of the things about me that are worth knowing, I have already shared; those I’ve held back truly aren’t very interesting, or they are just plain embarrassing. But I am nothing if not a good sport, so here goes.
1. This is not my only blog. My day job is teaching political science to undergraduates at Indiana University - mostly American politics, though I do have a Food and Politics class that links my two worlds in a fun way. As part of the American politics gig, I am a coauthor of an Intro textbook – one of those 800 page monsters we all hated to lug around in college – called Keeping the Republic. The book has its own blog (KTRBlog) designed to help keep readers current with national events. Unfortunately, its author has not been too diligent lately, and the blog is lagging a bit behind.
2. I am 51 years old. It’s a wonderful age, but OLD in the food blog world where it seems like almost everyone is younger than 40. Took me a long time to find my food writing voice – I didn’t even start looking until 2000 or thereabouts - and though I have long kept a journal, a public version was a bit of a generational leap. I like to wonder what I would have done if blogging had been an option in my twenties and thirties. All you people out there impress the hell out of me with your graceful voices, your curiosity about food, and your immense talent and zest for enjoying life.
wrote a cookbook. Seems like a natural
thing to mention on a food blog, huh? But
somehow I don’t think it has ever come up. I should put a link to Amazon somewhere on the site. The book is Indiana Cooks! Coauthored with my pal Scott Feickert, it profiles 15 of the best
restaurants in Indiana (in 2005),
4. I love great tasting, beautiful looking food (no surprises there.) Some of my favorite meals have been in places like the French Laundry, or Alain Ducasse’s Louis XV in Monaco. But much to the dismay of some of my foodie friends, I also love more humble fare. Tuna casseroles, noodle soup, poached eggs on buttered toast, a fry up of nothing but potatoes and onions, all crispy and fragrant. Last night my husband cooked a dinner of tomato soup with a grilled cheese sandwich for his snotty wife and served it to her in bed, where she huddled miserably, surrounded by wads of Kleenex. Nothing has ever tasted better. (I am also a fiend for seasonal candy: Valentine’s Day hearts - yes, those chalky little candies with the messages on them - peeps, the staler the better, and candy corn. What can I say?)
5. I had colon cancer 14 years ago, when I was 37. Sometimes it pays to be a hypochondriac – this time it saved my life. I am fully recovered – the only lasting consequence is a surplus of gratitude that makes even the lousiest days seem golden. Get those colonoscopies you’ve been putting off. No matter how bad the prep is, it’s better than being dead.
And that’s it for me. I’d like to know five surprising things about everyone whose blogs I read – I have been delighted to find out that Bea speaks Dutch, that Lisa can drive a tractor, and that Lydia actually survived for two weeks on a tuna sandwich and Good Humor chocolate éclair diet – but I can tag only five, so I will pick the following:
Jared at Alaska Cooks, because his writing is a
truly wonderful feast.
Mae at riceandnoodles, because her photography always makes me hungry.
Kevin at Acme Instant Food, because he makes me laugh and because I love his kitchen.
Renee at Feed Me/Drink Me, because her caustic views on food in the Circle City keep me endlessly entertained.
Biggles at MeatHenge, because he knows everything about cooking meat, and he's a hoot besides.
Folks, this meme’s been out there for a while, so if you’ve already done this and I’ve missed it, send me the link so I can catch up! And if you hate memes (or like my buddy Lisa, can’t stand being told what to do), then give it a pass and no hard feelings.