Having an LTH moment

Two days ago, I bought a bag of red potatoes at Garden Fresh. Tonight, I decided to roast them. I cut them into quarters, put them in a roasting pan, drizzled them with a combination of avocado oil and extra virgin olive oil, crushed a few tablespoons of homegrown rosemary over them and sprinkled them with fleur de sel from The Spice House. As I began to scoop the potatoes up with my bare hands, in order to coat them thoroughly, it suddenly flashed through my mind, "I'm having an LTH moment."

Anyone else actually awaken to the LTH-ness of an activity in the middle of doing it? (Other than something that actually starts as an LTH event.)

Over dinner last night (takeout from LSC):

wife: "Honey, will you put down the camera and just eat your chicken crack and talk to me?"

me: "I'm done. No, wait, one more."

wife: "Is it even possible for you to eat anymore without taking pictures?"

me: "..."

me: "yes. But not when there are Chengdu dumplings on the table."

Hahaha... I had a similar one on Friday.

I whipped out my brand spanking new Canon 40D...

One of my friends squealed (I am not kidding!), and hid her face... "I don't have makeup on, and I have a zit"

Another friend replied, "Don't worry! She is taking pictures of the food, not you."

CrazyC wrote:Hahaha... I had a similar one on Friday.

I whipped out my brand spanking new Canon 40D...

One of my friends squealed (I am not kidding!), and hid her face... "I don't have makeup on, and I have a zit"

Another friend replied, "Don't worry! She is taking pictures of the food, not you."

Hey, congrats on the new camera!

=R=

While those are indeed very LTH moments, I was actually aiming for something a little different -- and perhaps too subtly different to express. Rather than the identification of obviously LTH traits, as noted in the "you know you're an LTHer when..." thread, I was aiming for that moment of personal revelation, like when you do something and realize with a jolt that it's just what your mom or dad used to do. That moment of doing something completely natural, and having it suddenly blast into you mind, "I'm one of them."

Perhaps everyone here always thinks of everything they do in terms of being on LTH. but as much and as long as I've enjoyed LTH, perhaps because I don't take photos of my food or cure my own bacon, I've always felt that I was slightly removed from the "front ranks." It was at the moment described above that I had the revelation that, even without a digital camera, I was definitely LTH material.

As I said, this may be too subtle to separate from the "you know you're an LTHer when," but for me, it was different.

This is so funny that you mention this - I had an LTH moment Sunday morning whilst applying the dry rub to two racks of ribs for enjoyment during the Super Bowl.

I had run out of both charcoal and wood chunks (horror of horrors, I know - but it's not easy to find both down here in central Illinois) so I had to cook them low and slow in the oven.

I actually was bummed - thinking I was letting the side down (particularly GWiv - the Yoda to my Luke)...but for ribs with no smoke - they tasted pretty darn good and my guests all went back for seconds. No meat jello either - they were toothsome and just barely falling off the bone after 8 hours at 250 degrees.

Davooda

Is this one more like it:

David Hammond and I ran into each other at a tiny ethnic fruit market in Oak Park tonight. Both of us were after the same ingredient, inspired by two completely separate LTH events to make two completely different recipes. Here are two grown men with complex lives outside of the board, completely consumed by a momentary need for collard greens!