Affairs Of The Heart

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Love and food go hand in hand, as in my experience, I 'show' my love through food.  Nevermind that I love food to begin with but I love to share it with the people I love.  But what do you do when you just hit that emotional wall that just stops you from doing what you love?  Or stopped you from what you once loved?

I remember a few weeks ago that the boyfriend and I were at an apple orchard and we were talking about cooking.  You see, his father left his mother when my boyfriend turned 18 and she turned into a bachelorette for the next 15 or so years.  

His mother used to cook a lot when he was growing up and he enjoyed her cooking, as every child tends to love their parent's cooking.  But when his father left her.....  She stopped cooking.  Or specifically speaking....According to the boyfriend...She stopped cooking well.  She lost her touch.  Even though she has a new boyfriend...Things just weren't what the were.

I know that I'm 28 and I have much to learn.  I have hit that wall before.  I couldn't cook the way that I wanted to, and I couldn't work out without breaking down.  What do you do when you put your heart and soul into...Say a relationship....And you lost your touch?

I know, that when I had hit that low (although not quite at the same level), it took me a lot of time to regain myself.  To build myself up again.  What was the first dish you cooked?  I know for me it was my macaroni and cheese.  

That was probably the dish for me because that was one of the very first dishes I had made.  No, I'm not talking from the box.  I'm not talking about using Velveeta either.  I use real cheese, and every version is never the same.  I had used Fannie Farmer 13th Edition Paperback by Marion Cunningham as a general guideline in making my macaroni and cheese.  

I hope to never lose my touch with cooking.  I hope to always have it with me through all of life's instances.

Ricobene's

Yesterday the boyfriend had unprepared me for a spur of the moment trip to Ricobene's.  What I mean by that is....I had eaten a few hours before and was completely unprepared for what was laid ahead of me.  

The Ricobene's that we were to eat as was located in Bridgeport in the city, which was the original Ricobene's.  My boyfriend had told me how much he enjoyed it and how he could eat a large king size Ricobene's steak sandwich.  I just 'ahhh'ed at what he had to say.  He had also said how much more he had enjoyed it when they were family owned and not as spread out company wise.

I did want to try some tho' and I had him order it for me.  

What I have pictured here is a dry breaded steak sandwich with mozzarella with a choice of peppers added to it.  They would traditionally dip the whole thing in marinara sauce.  I had ordered mine to the side.

I had taken two bites and instantaneously full and taken the leftovers home.

I had the reheated version instead.  I found it delicious.
Would I recommend it?  Maybe on a full stomach.  Would I go again?  Yes.  Why?  I remember reading that it's best to visit a place 3 different times to get a full feel of the place.  So, why not.  I'd go again.