Food goes with writing like butter goes with toast. Or something like that. At least in my world. Lately I’ve been working on a lot of stories and I seem to have developed specific food preferences for each one. I certainly didn’t intend to do this, but after working on three writing projects in about a 3 week period I realized I had inadvertently developed a bit of a foodie ritual associated with each project.
While revising my culinary mystery I needed Girl Scout Samoa (caramel + coconut) flavored non-dairy creamer in my coffee. When my little, local grocery store ran out of that flavor I switched to the Creme Brulee flavor. While I have coffee every day, it has been well over a year since I’ve had non-dairy creamers. The whole non-dairy, but still appears to be dairy, thing freaks me out a bit. I mean, what kind of chemicals are in them? As soon as I was done revising the novel I easily switched back to my usual cane sugar and a splash of 2% milk additions to coffee.
Next I began working on a short story that was darker and had a completely different tone than the cozy mystery. This project left me craving snacks that were the polar opposite of each other. Mikta, pickled wild cucumbers, that I buy in big jars from a Mediterranean grocery store. They are crunchy, salty, mildly sour and a bit spicy from the chili pepper in the bottom of each jar. If I wasn’t craving those for a snack, I went with Cinnamon Pecan Special K cereal.
This week I started on a women’s fiction novelette. I ended up writing over 10,000 words in 2 1/2 days. I started each day with a big bowl of farina (cream of wheat hot cereal/porridge) made with cinnamon, butter and demerara cane sugar. For lunch I made rice bowls in my trusty, little 4-cup rice cooker. Asparagus and bacon bits were always included. Button mushrooms, too, until I ran out of them on the third day.
So, those are my foodie talismans and rituals pinned to my writing projects, even though I’m not superstitious. Honestly, I don’t know why I’m doing this, but I am. Next I’m I’ll be working on the culinary mystery again, so I’ll see if I crave the Samoa creamer or if my tastes change for this round of revisions. Do you ever get food obsessions and eat the same thing over and over?