Monday, May 31, 2010

Memorial Day – Celebrating Those Who Literally Fight for Your Right to Party

I always feel a little guilty grilling on Memorial Day. Being surrounded by all kinds of luscious food and ice-cold beer seems to be almost mocking the holiday's solemn meaning. Maybe we should really honor our vets by eating what they had to survive on while defending our country.

What if instead of lounging with a stack of slick, sticky barbecue pork ribs and potato salad, we dug a hole in the ground from which to enjoy something squeezed out of a pouch? Pop-Tarts notwithstanding, there are very few delicious things that come in pouches.

No one is less qualified to speak for veterans than me, but I don't think they would want us to go that far. I mean, what better example of what these brave men and women fought for, than backyards full of smoking grills and smiling faces?

So, if Uncle Jerry cooks the chicken breasts ten minutes past dry, and whoever made the beans was clearly just going through the motions, don't think of it as a poor meal, think of it as a meditation on what these heroes' sacrifices have made possible.

Photo (c) Flickr user Vince Alongi

8 comments:

VivaTucson said...

Well said.

M-I-L said...

Served from pouches ... are you talking about your mother-in-law's cooking skills?

Chef John said...

no! you've won cooking contests!

M-I-L said...

Singular, a neighborhood contest, using your recipe, I might add.

Anonymous said...

Thanks
God Bless the United States of America

Adam said...

Chef John you're awesome!

Jason said...

amen, chef. amen!

cosmictwirling said...

Excellent thought. I think that our men and women on the front lines want us to carry on, not carried away.