The U.S. military family environment requires living in different regions where the food changes with the culture. Imagine being nine years old and tasting French bread and French onion soup prepared by French chefs. We used to go to the French school twice a week and we ate with our French partners in their school cafeteria. It was exquisite! This is a photo of my French partner, Pascal, when I was in the 4th grade and living in Chateauroux, France. He and his mother visited in my home, and in exchange, we visited in their home as well. It was another way to share food and experiences together. Even living in different parts of the U.S. exposes children to different cuisine. That's a good thing. From purple hull peas and cornbread to South Philly cheesesteaks.
My thoughts for today.
Sheila Witherington
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