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Is it true? You are what you eat? Growing up, my dad was always a plain meat and potatoes kind of guy. Thus, my taste buds have never strayed far… until now. In 1 Year, 10 Projects, 100 Discoveries, ten of the discoveries are different types of food. This post is part of that project. You can see all 10 foods here and the entire project here. Enjoy the flavors, I sure am!
One of my favorite experiences in London was traversing through Borough Market, a food bazaar with what were to me, many exotic foods like Kangaroo and Ostrich burgers and ginger fudge. Rows upon rows of fresh meats, cheeses, fruits, chocolates and pastries certainly made my eyes much larger than my stomach. It also made me wonder why I didn’t go to the Farmer’s Markets in the States more often.
My favorite dish at the market was almost missed because the line was so long. But, then I stopped to watch them make it and the rest is history. The dish and type of cheese started with an R, but sadly, I didn’t write down the name and can’t quite remember it. Nevertheless, the process started with placing the block of cheese on a hot iron. It would stay there until the top of the cheese melted and started bubbling.
Then, they would pick up the block of cheese and scrape the melted top onto slightly mashed potatoes. Garnishes included pickles and onions. The result? A little piece of gooey, cheesy heaven.
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