Dad just dropped off his homemade soup: chicken, onions, tomatoes, celery, yams, beans. Yum! Dad’s come a long way from scrambling soy sauce tofu in the 70s. (Ubber yuck.) Now, he his the chief chef in his household. Low sodium, no sugar, and rarely red meat. Lots of vegetables, fish, pasta and good cheese. Dad loves humus, summer tomatoes, feta. He calls it his Mediterranean diet. His wife complains (a lot) but she eats very well–healthy, that is.
This modern version of my dad, astounds my mother who cooked for him for 18 years. Luckly, my step-father is a stand-up cook as well–although heavy on the red meat. Still, he likes cooking for my mother and really, that’s what counts. Dad and I swap food, as he is the cook, but I am the baker. So, he keeps me in deep rich, vegetable stews, soups and goulashes. I keep him in bread, healthy cookies, high in nuts, raisins, oats, and muffins, low in sugar–my step mother hates them, as she likes sugar, main-lined, preferably. This is fine by me, more for the real chef, my dad.