So, what’s the WC Dish story? Well…as with any great story, it began with ice cream.
But first, let me share a little about me. Food has always been a priority for me; it has influenced everything from my education (I picked my college because of the dining hall — after all, I would be eating there for four years), careers, potential dates and travel destinations.
I grew up in a tourist town as the youngest of four with a well-paletted mother who learned how to cook in the South (and she does a damn good job). Nowadays, my hometown has a decent restaurant scene but this was not the case as I grew up. Thank goodness my mamma always made it a point to try different types of eats.
I remember riding with my mother in the car a few miles down the road to pick up savory noodle dishes from a Vietnamese woman who made ethnic meals for us in her kitchen. Then there was the time I helped my mother pick out flakey Jamaican beef patties and other exotic treats at an International festival. Summer squash and garden vegetables made up our “veggie dinner” night on our back porch, each vegetable grown in our garden and prepared with my mother’s simple touch (bit o’ salt, bit o’ pepper and don’t forget a pinch of sugar.)
My reserved-yet-humorous father is a foodie in his own right. A cook, no (he can only make tuna casserole and milkshakes) but a foodie, yes. He and I share a love of big breakfasts, diner-style food and my mother’s cooking. His crazy concoctions sound gross but I love ’em. Like his Jello salad with canned pears and shredded cheddar cheese. Mmmm.
After college I moved to West Chester to follow love. Although he turned out to not be the love of my life, I still certainly fell in love…with the town. How could I not love the fact that on one street I had a choice of cuisines, like Indian, Japanese, Mediterranean, Irish, American, Italian, Greek and so much more? All I had to do was walk down Gay Street and it was like a mini Epcot Center.
This was precisely the street I was on when I was in need of some ice cream…
The Final Dish: Tune in tomorrow to find out how a need for ice cream turned into the dish.
Read the resto of the story: A Dish Is Born
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