Food for thought, or thoughts for food.

 I'm the cook today. but the aesthetics of real food, as opposed to pre-packaged crap, are so profound, that I continually get distracted and run for the camera.  Each time, I have to wash my hands before handling the camera, but it's worth it.  Above is some designer chard. 

 Next, a bowl full of concentrated Vitamin A, AKA Butternut Squash. 

 Stove-top dressing, a work in progress.  Some years, this is my favorite item on the menu. In deference to the squeamish, I omitted the giblets.

 Chicken thighs, red potatoes, carrots, onions, and...oh, darn.  Forgot the mushrooms.  All sprinkled with olive oil and rosemary.

 More chard.  I could stare at the veins for hours.