ambrosia of the gods

March 19, 2010 is the birth date of this obsession. It all happened on that lazy Wednesday as I sat in the front of the TV watching the Food Network. The best, worst channel in TV history. I'm pretty sure if the Food Network was a person it would be full blown lady cougar. First, she would lure you in with some mouthwatering recipe streaking across the screen making your stomach yearn for the flavor of that dish. Then she would manipulate you into thinking that you would ever be able to replicate that recipe knowing that she has twenty plus years of her cheffing ability on you. It's all a trap, catches you and forever changes your opinion of life. Okay, maybe that is a little drastic but at least you know how I feel on this matter. Now, back on the subject - the food that changed my life.

I was doing well; fighting my everyday obsession to have this food. Then last week while as I was putting along my blog feed, I spotted it. My eyes froze on it's beauty. My mouth watered imaging it's taste. The obsession had officially been resparked. I had been reshot by the cupid food arrow. All I could think/feel/see was fried black eyed peas. The caviar of the south. The ambrosia of the gods.

 

Maybe you don't have that loving feeling yet. Maybe it hasn't changed your life and filled all your hopes and dreams for that one moment where you finally get to enjoy their yummy goodness. I bet this will do it, watch this

BOOYA! I know you are sold now. And if you aren't, then you aren't American. If being a good American isn't your thing, then my next selling point will be a year full of luck. Use that New Year's Day tradition of eating black eyed peas (that I'm well aware most people despise) as your excuse. You may hate the peas but you can't hate the fried (America's obesity rate says so).

Next on the agenda, apparently, while I was lost in this whirlwind of life, the restaurant that birthed these babies, Relish, has closed down. *insert freak out mode* In my most adorable, flirty eyelash batting ways, I beg of you - find the long, lost, black eyed peas that my heart most desires.

TO FIND ME THE FRIED BLACK EYED PEAS