my current limitations have driven me to wax poetic on what constitutes a “feast”. i found out yesterday that there is a 4 – 6 week wait for dorm rooms in my category. this leaves me with extremely limited food prep options… ok, fine, given lemons you make lemonade… i see this as a test of ability and creativity. fine. great.
but, i see things happening on a smaller scale, given the limitations of a microwave and a fridge being my only resources… so, what makes a meal a feast?
I think that it boils down to a matter of perspective… i imagine that to someone lost in a desert who finally finds an oasis, a chilled mango would be the greatest of imaginable feasts. those surrounded by constant decadence would probably require a bit more to constitute the use of the phrase feast. i for one am somewhere in the middle. limited facility, caught up by basic ingredients but still with a will to create. i believe that given the circumstance, it comes down to expression. how do i manipulate ingredients with few techniques available to create something that i both exciting and maybe a little inventive?
Bottom line, i am going to try my best to keep focused and make due with what i have. my sanity depends on it. i have been reviewing off the top of my head traditional preparations that can be created with my current resources… at the top of the list, the tapanade that i previously mentioned… endless varieties of sandwiches… ceviche… tartar… variations on sushi… salads of all shapes and sizes. i see it as a challenge but not an insurmountable one. creation will continue.