FoodSheikh guest contributor Pandasfoodbelly is a multi-talented, third culture kid. She loves food and music and dancing. Most of her emotions are linked to food. She generously shares a few of them with us. Do you have a go-to food? Comment below.
You can find her on Instagram @Pandasfoodbelly
Allow me to reintroduce myself, let emotions and food redefine themselves. I was born in a land with nothing but desert, then raised in a city with outdoor leisure. Graduated with Law and Psych in my pocket, then back to Dubai for full-fledged flourish. Take a step into my mind and experience these pleasures, then leap out, go on, and enjoy your own type of treasures.
Chocolate. Sweet like chocolate. If you’re allergic to chocolate, I don’t suggest this read – but me… I’m a chocoholic. Also the type of person that resorts to the comfort of chocolate when something heavy is on my mind. Depending on the gravity of the situation and the level of thought required, I would grab a bar of snickers while working long hours or if it’s something more deep, and something I can’t even figure out, I’ll want that chocolate fondant.
Why? Because I know fondant. I know it will be good. I know that when I cut through the cake, the chocolate will flow and so will the heavy thoughts, out of my head. And as I dip the warm chocolate into the vanilla ice cream, I’ll forget momentarily that I had any heavy thoughts. Yes, it has to be vanilla. That bite is simply perfection. A match made in heaven. As your taste buds awaken and are aware of what’s going on, they rejoice at the contrasting tastes, temperatures, and textures. Once that bite is over, your eyes rejoice at what remains on the plate. Because there’s more! Before you know it, it’s annihilated, as are the heavy thoughts.
Sorry, what heavy thoughts?
Pizza. It’s the first type of food that comes to my mind when I think parties, movie nights, game nights, and any night for that matter. Suitable for all occasions. I have a very fond memory of pizza. One in particular for that matter… Pizza Hut. When I was living in New Zealand, Pizza Hut was basically the only fast food chain that would deliver so late at night… yes, 11PM/12AM was and still is super late in New Zealand. Now, this is when I was a kid. My older brother used to come back from boarding school on the weekends. It was the most exciting thing about my weekend. Having him home for a couple of days before dropping him back with mum on Sunday night. He probably wasn’t that excited to see me because he claims I was super annoying. Yah ok sure, I beg to differ. Anyways, Pizza.
So as kids we’d spend our Friday and Saturday nights at home, but we’d stay up late. Honestly, there really wasn’t much to do at night in Auckland about 17 years ago. However, we are huge movie junkies. He probably loved watching movies with me because I wouldn’t be talking to him at the time. Well, I wasn’t allowed to. We’d always rent out movies and watch them late. So obviously we’d need food at the time, and we’d always order pizza. I wouldn’t have much choice on the pizza but I’ve been a foodie since I was a kid and I knew I’d be eating 3 slices of whatever we got. The usual flavor of choice was cheese and tomatoes, with chunky tomatoes and thick crust. That was the dream for me. I lived for those late night dinners while watching movies. A lot of the times they were the Fast and Furious movies. To date, Pizza hut and the Fast and the Furious hold a really special place in my heart. I got pizza and coke late at night on the weekend, while watching a movie with my too cool for school brother. Definitely some of the best nights as a child for me.
Coffee. My favourite drink in the world. I just love coffee. It’s unconditional. And the love grows stronger as my hours get longer at work. My best friend. There with me in the good and the bad, and through the thick and thin. That glorious moment when the frothy milk touches my lips, and I taste the sensational flavour of well roasted coffee beans. Life is made. I love a good cappuccino, latte or flat white. I don’t discriminate. But sometimes, just sometimes, I want it black. There are certain places that create such an incredible brew, that you just need to taste the full flavor, without the comfort of milk. The beauty of it lies in the instant boost of energy a well-brewed cuppa black coffee gives you. It’s fabulous! But when you have the time, and are in the mood for a cosy coffee, a cappuccino is the way to go. It’s smooth, creamy and milky texture, can make you feel as full as the kind of milk you should be drinking when enjoying that cup of goodness. I really do love coffee. Can you tell?