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A couple friends and I were in Philly today talking about foods you miss when you move away. One, who spent time in Los Angeles sorely missed a favorite pasta with clam sauce. Another, currently living in Washington (the state) was just glad to be back on the East Coast for our great bagels and pizza. When I moved down to Louisiana, the thing I wanted in Care packages was Tastykakes -- The Cake That Made Mother Stop Baking. I grew up with them as occasional lunchbag snacks. They were various cakes wrapped in twos and threes -- Krimpets, Tandy Kakes, chocolate cupcakes and fruit pies. They are made in Philadelphia and originally, only distributed in the Philly area -- which included my hometown. It wasn't like I was buying them in NJ all that much, but when I moved away, I suddenly missed them a lot. I started carrying some back to Louisiana after my trips home. They are not even the most awesome cakes ever... they just said home.
After four years in Baton Rouge, I moved back to NJ and oh boy, I miss so many things! The food in Louisiana was amazing and unique. I miss good biscuits and gravy, Popeye's Fried Chicken (down there you don't have to specify "spicy"; it's assumed), dirty rice, jambalaya and beignets. To name a few. And hurricanes. The alcoholic beverage, not the storm. And red beans and rice. And cochon du lait. Like I said, there are so many good foods down there and making them myself just isn't the same. Of course, it's also true that I added five years back onto my lifetime by moving away.
If I left NJ again, I'd be missing the bagels and pizza... and Italian food in general. We have great Italian food around here. The friends I was with swore that the water the bagels are cooked in is part of the secret of a good bagel, though nobody was sure why.
OK. Now I'm hungry.
After four years in Baton Rouge, I moved back to NJ and oh boy, I miss so many things! The food in Louisiana was amazing and unique. I miss good biscuits and gravy, Popeye's Fried Chicken (down there you don't have to specify "spicy"; it's assumed), dirty rice, jambalaya and beignets. To name a few. And hurricanes. The alcoholic beverage, not the storm. And red beans and rice. And cochon du lait. Like I said, there are so many good foods down there and making them myself just isn't the same. Of course, it's also true that I added five years back onto my lifetime by moving away.
If I left NJ again, I'd be missing the bagels and pizza... and Italian food in general. We have great Italian food around here. The friends I was with swore that the water the bagels are cooked in is part of the secret of a good bagel, though nobody was sure why.
OK. Now I'm hungry.