Every day I get to sit down at my computer and write about food. I don’t have to worry about where I’m going to get my next meal. I don’t have to wonder if my children are safe. And if there is ever some kind of crisis, most of my family is within a day’s drive.
I am very lucky.
Today I am even more keenly aware of that than usual. Really on most days I forget, as those facts kind of disappear into the folds of the fabric of everyday life. But on some days it’s important to remember. Eleven years ago a friend of mine was lucky that he caught a late subway into the city. Another friend was lucky that she decided to sleep in. But a colleague of mine boarded United Flight 93 from Newark bound for San Francisco.
Tomorrow will be another Ask the Profussor. On Thursday I’m going to share the details of the Tour de Cider Donut. Friday will contain some learnings from the Saratoga Wine & Food Festival. But today I’m going to give in to a little bit of self reflection, and count my blessings.
Lucky for you, the ones that follow all involve food.
I’m lucky to have lots of sources for good, clean food
Primarily this comes from our CSA. But the region is rich with outlets for local, seasonal and sustainably raised ingredients. We’ve got several great farmers markets, including a few that go into the winter, which is no small accomplishment upstate. While I give the Honest Weight Food Co-op a hard time, they too are a solid resource for the savvy shopper.
But the big supermarkets have been improving their offerings, and the new Trader Joes has good products at value prices that align well with my thoughts on food and ingredients. And of course restaurants are starting to come along now as well. I cannot help but think the success of the small but mighty All Good Bakers has brought some more attention to the notion that good food doesn’t have to be expensive.
I’m lucky to have the respect of peers and colleagues
This may be a stretch on a couple of fronts. For starters I’m considering chefs as my colleagues. It’s finally happening, I’m making serious inroads into the chef community. At the Saratoga Wine & Food Festival I had really interesting conversations with Brian Molino, Jamie Ortiz and Sean Comiskey of Druthers Brewing. I haven’t been spending enough time with Eric Paul, Noah Sheetz, or Nick and Britin. And I’m hoping that I’ll be able to get into the kitchen with Brian Bowden when his two heritage breed pigs come into Creo.
But it’s also intensely satisfying to be part of a community of local food bloggers. That’s not to say Albany Jane respects me. It seems more like she humors me. But just recently I read something on Masticating Monkey that made me smile from ear to ear. And sometimes I even do good work for All Over Albany. AOA Greg is pretty reserved with his compliments, but when he likes something, it feels pretty amazing.
I’m lucky to have the time and support for this venture
With a full time job, I couldn’t imagine cooking from scratch meals most nights of the week. Nor could I picture wanting to spend time on a computer for recreation. But the laptop replaced the xbox as my leisure activity of choice years ago. That is, if you count writing a few hundred words every night to be leisure. But considering that on some level I’m supposed to be a stay-at-home parent, Mrs. Fussy is incredibly tolerant of the lack of clean and folded laundry, as instead of doing household chores I galavant around the region looking for tasty things to eat.
I am lucky to have an active and engaged set of readers
This is so true. Even if you don’t comment, I’m thrilled to have you here. Commenting will come in time. But I’m very proud of the nature of this community versus those who populate some of the other food blogs in the region. You all are the bestestes. I may not have the largest readership, but I have you. You are smarter, more reasonable and better looking.
Thank you to everyone. I’m a very lucky guy.