Saturday, October 30, 2004

Slothy Parental Unit

Last night for dinner my parents made: -Alaskan King salmon fillets -Isreali cous cous with artichoke pesto -mini-baby Brussel sprouts with butter and balsamic vinegar -spaghetti squash It was the best meal I've had in months. The thing is, they cook like this every night. What they don't grow here (the Brussel sprouts were home-grown) they buy from the farmer's market or the local bakery or the local fish market which is perched on the waterfront, a five minute walk away from their house. Everything is organic and fresh. My mother is so European in some ways. She walks around town with her knit bag, buying a baguette here, some fresh mozzarella there, and picking up a pinot noir on the way home. My stepfather grows squash, lettuce, broccoli, cilantro, parsley, raspberries, tomatoes and pretty much anything else you can think of. He always has garden dirt under his fingernails. And when he's not doing that, he's playing the accordion. My parents are so cool. I don't know how many people can say that - I think it's pretty unusual. But they are the most sophisticated, yet unpretentious people I know. I want to be just like them when I grow up.