Wednesday, April 6, 2011


 As I pondered my offering for Imperfect Prose this week, I didn't want to write anything heavy. No, I wanted to break out of my angsty, storm-ridden posts to share instead something light and frothy like the eggs whites I was beating this afternoon.  However, the more I thought about this, it became clear that light and frothy was not in my nature. Strangely, all I could think about was food.  Next I thought about the deliciousness of curry.

 Although I am slightly different and yet somewhat normal, like poutine* with butter chicken instead of brown gravy(deliciousness I tell you, sheer deliciousness!), I am sad to note that I am just not exotic enough to be curry.  This saddens my heart greatly as curry is one of the best things in life.  Dear curry(and other Indian food), I love you.  Yes, I made beef korma with spiced basmati rice for dinner. Yes, it was delicious.

 Chocolate is also one of my great loves.  And the more I thought of it, the more I seem to resemble dark chocolate.  I can be a little bitter, a little dark at time.  I'm not always what is expected.  I like my chocolate paired with interesting things, like chili peppers, rose peppercorns or salt. (At this point I got distracted and started drooling over these. Unfortunately my husband had already left work so I couldn't ask him to buy cream so I could make them. There is always tomorrow. *grins*) Dark chocolate is best enjoyed in small doses as am I, as sometimes I can be a bit much.  It melts easily, and adds flavour to many dishes from sweet(aforementioned brownies) to savoury(mole sauce).

 For many years, I was not a fan of dark chocolate.  But I was curious so I tried it.  I wasn't immediately convinced, but the more I tried it, the more I liked it.  Now, I'd almost rather have dark chocolate than milk unless it is milk chocolate with hot masala.  If I had to choose, that would be a very close call.

  My relationship with my husband began much the same.  He wasn't interested in me, at least not romantically.  But he was curious about this young single mom attending Bible study with a baby on her hip.  He started talking to me(well, to the baby at first).  We became friends and well, he wasn't always sure what to think.  The more time passed, the more he decided that he really liked me and that just like dark chocolate is now my favourite, so that young lady became his favourite. He still likes me. :)

 My life is not unicorns, butterflies and soft kitty cats although it is filled with "Soft Kitty" sing-alongs.  Some parts are dark and bitter, others are sweet or just different, but my life, is filled with deep richness even in the harder, darker times just like dark chocolate. And that, I think, is okay.

 Hoping I didn't make you too hungry, I join with Imperfect Prose

Note: Poutine, originally a Quebec dish, in its most basic form consists of fries, cheese curds and gravy. If you haven't tried it, you should. 


  1. You did (make me hungry) but you also touched my heart. Thank you!

  2. You can't appreciate the sweetness without the bitter! Loved this!

  3. Speaking of food, I have your maple syrup you won! You can email to let me know where to send it to!

  4. dark choc was an acquired taste for me too. now I prefer it over milk choc (although, hot fudge trumps them both :)

  5. All in moderation. All with a dash of this or a pinch of that. Yes, we are a yummy treat.

  6. smiles. i have grown to appreciate the dark chocolate is not always to hear the story of your meeting...always love reading about that...

  7. Thank you for the sweet and spicy metaphors explaining who you are - lovely post indeed. Now, I must go nibble on some of the red chili chocolate a friend brought us last weekend....

  8. What a great way to describe yourself. And yum, you can make great curry? From scratch? May I visit? And I like hearing about how you and your husband met. Those stories are always so interesting.

    And your current Facebook status is classic!

  9. i adore curry. and yes, you did make me hungry :) this is a wonderful post, grace. love you sister.