Mark's World of Food

I love to eat. I would call it an addiction but people tell me that it doesn't count because I would die if I did not eat. I have to say, they are right, but not necessarily because of the nutritional inconveniences of starvation! Without food, my passions would be extinguished, starting with my tongue. With food, particularly great food- combined with great friends, everything in the world seems wonderful.

I remember a steak in Argentina that literally fell apart on my tongue. My jaw still yearns to chew it.

I remember a creme brulee that put my taste buds on cloud nine. I still search for its equal.

I can never quite duplicate my Mother's pumpkin chiffon pie, but will never stop trying...