The more that I tried new foods, the more that I hunger for them. It is more than just the food. It is the experience. I feel alive when my eyes lock onto something that looks unfamiliar while walking through a market followed by an informative conversation with the person selling the food. I used to worry that I was an annoyance, but more often than not, it is a magnetic force of someone getting to share their passion with me, someone very willing to soak up whatever they can tell me. This can happen in a grocery store, restaurant, or market. Anytime that someone is present to tell me about the product that I stumbled on. Some of my favorite memories are standing in a local farmer's market and learning about a local guy who roasts his own coffee to sell at the market. Another time, I was tasting cheese and getting the story about the source of the cheese from the cheesemonger followed by recommendations to try several other things with similarly unexpectedly complex flavors.
I fell in love with some "entry" foods. Foods that got me so interested in experiencing more. These may not be foods I would write home about anymore, but I have not forgotten the mental snapshots of the moments that I first tasted them. They were significant enough that I knew I was falling for food. They were foods that made me wonder, if I never knew this existed, then what else have I yet to taste that may be even more phenomenal? I have yet to tire of the search.
My List:
Ewephoria sheep milk cheese
Stumptown coffee
Dandelion chocolate
Graber olives
Cherimoya
Sapote
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