Mmm... Where's "here"?
I grew up just eating my mom's cooking, which was for the most part basic, nutritious, and pleasant. She's recently begun branching out into Carribbean and Mexican cooking, which makes me sorry to miss it...
I'd never heard anyone be as passionate about food as my boyfriend is. You wouldn't ever guess to look at him (as a hint, his jeans size is 29x36-- 29" waist, 36" inseam. He looks like he lives off an IV or something.) but the single largest love of his life is food. I think the reason he likes me so much is that I make him lunch every morning. (He forgot it today.
It was really good, too.)
His family will sit around and talk about food at any time, including when they're out getting food. But that's because there's so much good food in Buffalo. I've never been so impressed by the culinary merits of a city before. It's not just the wings and weck, either. They do fish fries for Lent that you wouldn't believe-- you look *forward* to Ash Wednesday because the restaurants will start getting the haddock out and it's to *die* for. Good Friday is a sad day because you know it's the last fish fry until next year. (Jesus who? Oh, him, right--see you at the vigil Mass tomorrow. Don't talk to me now, I got some serious eating to do.) They do amazing Polish foods I can't pronounce, they do Italian delicacies that will knock your socks off, they fry potatoes like you wouldn't believe, and there are half a dozen fabulous ice cream parlors that are guaranteed to try their best to spoil your appetite for the rest of the week (but won't succeed. I fast for a week before I go to Buffalo just so I can fit it all in). Every time we come back from Buffalo we have to haul a carload of food 400 miles and then up three flights of stairs. Oof.
I just always remember the night we went out to this gorgeous little Carribbean restaurant in Lackawanna (Krista's, if you're ever in town-- fabulous) for his mom's birthday, and we're sitting there enjoying the best jerk chicken you ever had, and his family is all talking about their favorite place to get Mexican food! They couldn't even stop talking about food while they were eating it!
One of these days I'm going to write a book about Buffalo, and it's going to be interspersed with recipes, Like Water For Chocolate
MAN, I'm STARVING now...