The Four Corners has had some unpredictable weather lately. While not the best for photograph taking, it's been ideal for staying indoors and cooking comfort foods.
This led me to wonder about the ultimate comfort food. What would your last meal be? Not that you are a condemned prisoner, but it uncovers some truths about people. (http://www.famouslastmeals.
My last meal would be spaghetti.
When my Dad was on his Mormon mission to the south of France, (incidentally at the same time Mitt Romney was on his mission, but that's another blog), he fell in love with spaghetti, and accidentally my mother. Unlike my mother, he is still in love with spaghetti. Dad first found his true love on a street in Marseille, France. He and another missionary would go to this place where they served up cheap spaghetti once a week, all you could eat. Surely he'd eaten spaghetti before, but not like the French make it, topped with Gruyère cheese and mushrooms. He loved the stuff so much that when we moved to Saudi Arabia for his job, spaghetti was on the menu once a week. Since they didn't have Gruyère cheese in Saudi, he used Emmental cheese, similar to Gruyère with a little less kick and also from Switzerland.
When I moved to the states, I realized that I really missed my Dad's spaghetti. I couldn't afford expensive imported Gruyère, so I chose the American version of Swiss cheese and it was good enough. I can still devour huge platefuls with no problem. There are so many different dishes I could have chosen for my last meal, but perhaps the nostalgic and positive emotions from childhood just send it over the edge.
That, and it's just damn good!
Jean-Luc took this photograph