Food plays a very important role in our memories of life. A simple food or meal can have such strong associations for us that we love it (or maybe hate it) just because of the memory attached to it. Sometimes we remember specific meals because they were particularly special or memorable in some way.
Here is a meal that I remember fondly. It was the feast that my brother, Mike, and his wife made for us when we arrived in Texas from Tennessee. They also invited some of our friends who had helped with the moving process and my sister-in-law’s parents. It was absolutely delectable!
It isn’t hard to see what we had. In the packet on the right I think there was zucchini and possibly onions, otherwise the rest is pretty self-evident. :-)