Commentary by Donna Monday
It seems to me that November is to the stomach what October is to the eyes. You’ve got to admit, October in Indiana is easy on the eyes. This year, especially, it seemed that October shed her summer clothes with glorious abandon.
I saw one tree that was so magnificent it didn’t even look like a tree. It looked like some other species entirely. That tree glowed, danced, shimmered, and shook. It went from boring to majestic in 30 days. Now it’s November, and that same tree will go from majestic to bones– gray bones in a gray sky.
Which is why we go from delighting our eyes to treating our tummies. November is all about food. That in mind, I took to the Z’ville streets recently and asked folks about their favorite meals.
Cindy Hundley was with her family at Lions Park when we dropped by. “What really sounds good to me right now is grilled tilapia with steamed broccoli and mashed potatoes,” she said. “It’s a feel-good meal to me. Of course, I’m not making it.” For dessert, Cindy said, “I would have chocolate Blue Bell ice cream. They have a Dutch chocolate that’s really good.”
Emily Barlow was also in the park. “I’m so easy,” she said, “I am not gourmet at all. I love pizza. It’s a combination of good things–bread, cheese, meat, and veggies.”
She prefers hand-tossed. “You know it’s not healthy, ” she said, “but…”
Justin Keathley, a senior at Bethesda Christian in Brownsburg, was at the DQ with a friend. He didn’t hesitate when asked about his favorite meal. “My mom’s macaroni and cheese and lobster,” he said. His mom, Teresa Keathley, apparently makes a mac and cheese with lobster pieces in it. And for dessert? “Pumpkin pie,” he grinned. Made by Mom, of course.
Bill Kenney was hanging out in his garage. His choice is a Hoosier classic. Bill says his favorite meal is a, “chuck roast with mashed potatoes and noodles.” He makes it himself, and he learned how from his mother. “I do mine in a roaster — sometimes in a crock pot, but mostly in a roaster,” he said. As for dessert, he’ll pass. “I’m not much for dessert,” he said.
Quinn Pyatt, three and one-half years old, was leaving the library with grandma Vicki Townsend, when we came by. She had a one-word answer for a favorite food. “Bacon,” she said. “Just bacon. Sometimes with chocolate milk and sometimes with water and apple juice.”
