One of my all-time favorite shows is "Being Erica".
It helped give me the idea
of moving to South Korea in the first place.
In the show there is a total tosser
who writes a book called "The Power of Yes".
It was so ridiculous, but it got me thinking,
Why not just say, "Yes"
to everything I am offered?
So, for the last three years I've done just that.
This last weekend -
as I bit into some of the best
meatballs, braciola, and Italian sausages
I've had in my life -
I realized they tasted like, "Yes."
Each bite made you feel like life waseasy, exciting, and rich.
Each mouthful made me want to say,
"Yes", to family.
"Yes", to friends.
"Yes", to adventure.
"Yes", to risk.
"Yes", to reward.
I know. I know.
That's a lot to read into a meal,
but when people cook you can taste who they are
and/or who they want to be.
If they are afraid... you can taste it.
If they don't care... you can taste it.
If they are exhausted... you can taste it.
but at the same time
If they love... you can taste it.
If they dream... you can taste it.
If they live... you can taste it.
So, although I have only just met my lovely hosts,
I think they must be amazing people, because
last night "yes" was rolled into every spicy
meatball, braciola, sausage and rice ball.