Shakespeare says that music is the food of love, but I agree more with Tarrant Riglio, that food is a love song we write those we cook for. Or, maybe, a gift we give every day to those we love. Except Hambuger Helper Day. That’s a gift momma gives herself.
Just like with any other gift, the presentation of food totally affects the way we think and feel about it. (Yes, even kids.) Nothing says, “I like you moderately” like showing up at the party with a present still in the Target bag (which I am almost always guilty of.) Conversely, a great big ribbon on top of your gift, or $0.10 worth of homemade onion straws on top of your dinner, says, “You know what? I think you rock.”
Those onion rings were made by my 12 year old, who sliced a leftover onion on a mandoline set to thin-as-hell, then tossed them in a lot of flour and dropped them into a deep pan of hot canola oil. (You could also totally slice the onions with a knife, I just generally avoid handing him items that are both sharp and portable.) They were placed on a paper towel to drain and sprinkled with coarse salt while still oily and hot, so it would stick.
Garnish doesn’t have to be complicated or expensive. Whether it be a leftover mint leaf on a scoop of ice cream, or onion rings you made with leftovers from the night before, garnishing a dish makes it feel special, even if it’s just a normal old kitchen-sink salad on a normal old Thursday night for your normal old family.
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