LGBTQ…and Food!

LGBTQ. What do those letters mean to you? To me, they are a collection of letters representing people who want to be happy, to have food, clothing, and shelter, and to be content with as little drama as possible. In other words, people just like you or me. Why are so many in an uproar of people wanting to love other people. Isn’t there enough hate in this world? Why can’t we be happy that someone loves someone else. Who cares about gender!

Don’t worry. This is not a political rant, though I could easily go there! This is not a political blog, so let me turn 180 degrees and talk about food….and gender!

Remember, a few years back, there was a best selling book called “Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche”? Quiche apparently is a feminine food! Is it because eggs come from chickens? That can’t be it. Real men love themselves some hard boiled eggs.  Is it because of the pastry crust? That can’t be it. Real men love themselves a good piece of apple pie!  So where did this idea come from and why did it stick?  I have no idea!

So if quiche, and its cousin the crepe, is a feminine food, what is a masculine food? I know! I know! It’s barbecue!  Today I drove by Bad Bones Barbecue on Mauch Chunk Road. That got me thinking about how barbecue places almost always have the names of macho, mean, and nasty caricatures. Bad Bones, Grumpy, Bubba’s, Butch’s, Porky’s etc.  So what makes barbecue a man’s food? I have no idea! I know some real women who love to sink their teeth into a good juicy barbecue and even throw on the hot sauce!

So I say, in the areas of love AND food, lets embrace all of it! Food is good. Love is good. Like the Beatles said, “Love is All You Need”. Well, that and food!