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Your Stranded On An Island Food Pyramid

Imagine you're stranded on an island with nothing to eat, nothing to wash with, nothing to rub up against other than a volleyball you've drawn a face on to look as much as Megan Fox (or if you're a female, Eric from True Blood).  Imagine you find a bottle with a genie in it.  You are granted a food wish.  You may pick one and only one item from each food group.  What item would it be?  For arguments sake, let's also say, you are equipped with a kitchen with condiments and oils.  It's a nice fucking island. Stop complaining.  Here is mine.

Bread, Cereal, Rice & Pasta:  Orzo

I'm not really a bread and pasta person.  I rarely eat cereal, although ironically I bought a box last night for the first time in about a year.  I love rice of all kinds, but the thought of white or brown rice.  Even a Spanish rice with saffron doesn't do it for me.  A nice orzo (with lemon - wait do I pick lemon) is perfect with so many things. 

Vegetable: Potato

I don't know if there is anything on this planet I like more than something made from a potato.  Baked, mashed, smashed, or fried.  Potato chips, potato skins, potato pancakes (aka Latkes...Challah!).  There is nothing that doesn't go better with a potato.  

Fruit: Tomato

Technically it's a fruit and this is my blog.  Initially I was going to say avocado, but the reality is that tomatoes are amazing.  What I love about tomatoes are their diversity.  You can take a raw tomato and depending on how you slice it, it takes on a different persona.  Eat it raw and you get one taste.  A dash of salt and it becomes a different creature entirely. You can bake them, stew them, broil them, fry them and they taste completely different.  MY favorite childhood sandwich was tomato and Provolone on Semolina bread with mayo.  Simple and perfect.

Meat, Poultry, Eggs, Beans, etc: Eggs

I love lamb, chicken, pork and beef, but I was thinking about the one thing I would never tire of, and that is an egg.  I don't, but I could eat eggs forever.  Plus, I have tomatoes and potatoes, so I'm making omelet with hash browns or home fries.  I'm making frittatas.  I'm making wonderful sunny side eggs, dripping all over some fried potatoes and tomatoes.  Haven't quite figured out the orzo deal yet, but I'm thinking some kind of fried rice.

Dairy: Cheese Cheese Cheese

I'm making potato skins.  Making tomato and cheese sandwiches with no bread.  I'm making the most decadent omelette.  I'm eating cheese by the pound.  I could live on cheese.  Some days I do.  My genie is nice and I'm getting Brie and Camembert.  Chevre and Cheddar.  Port Salut and Borsin.  Swiss and Parmesan.  Every cheese is at my disposal.  This is my island bitches!

For the top of the pyramid, I'm going to omit and oils and fats, because I have them in condiments.  And select one guilty pleasure.  Normally I'd say potato chips, but I have potatoes, so that is not an option.  It's going to be one store bought item.

Junk:  Hummus

I know it's not technically junk and I don't really have anything to put it on, but I'd rather eat hummus than any other thing on many days.  So no chocolate.  No Ice cream.  No cake.  I want hummus.

So there you have it.  People rarely leave comments, but I'd love to hear what others have to say.  Leave a list on the comment section or on Facebook.  You can just leave a list, no need to explain.  I'd love to hear.

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