Friends Who Help, Part I

Well I did not try anything new to me today, but let me tell you a little story about my dear friend who has moved to the East Coast. She is truly and inspiration on the journey to health. We would get together on Wednesdays, break bread and other foods, and then watch Ghost Hunters or whatever else happened to be on the SciFi channel that night. Good Times. We had a cheese night instead of cooking. With it she had sourdough french bread, which was amazingly soft compared to the imprint of sourdough in my head, with baba ganoush. Yup, I ate roasted and pulverized eggplant with a #$%%^$# load of garlic. Darned tasty, and I would love to learn how to make it. No problem there.

A couple of weeks later however, she introduced it in a new form, eggplant parmesan. She is gentle with how she introduced new things to me. She would read the ingredients to me saying; 'you know white beans,' 'you know tomato sauce,' 'you know onion and garlic,' and then drop the news about the new item in the recipe. So I had plenty of time to consider eggplant. I tried it. A whole portion. It wasn't bad, but very fibrous to me. If someone doesn't like the chewing involved in celery, oh are they going to have a challenge with this stuff!

I might try it again, I don't know. Maybe I'll stick with the baba ganoush.