I just ate lunch at home, Pacific Time you see, and I'm convinced: The best home chow is in California. I remember living with sad food on the East Coast and anticipating wildy that first taste of wild strawberries or white peaches or wild baby arugula when I made it over to my friend's apartment in Paris for part of the summer.
But now I don't anticipate. The strawberries here are just as good as in Europe. The white peaches make me moan. I'm drowning in baby arugula. Wild fennel. Zucchini blossoms. And on and on.
I know, I know. This claim raises issues. Local versus Global. Regional differences etc. Farmers markets here and there. Do chains like Whole Foods make such differences obsolete? Will they? (No.)
You may have your favorite singular things, regional things, and you home chow them well enough where you are. But my bet is that in the United States, across the board, the best home chow is in CALIFORNIA. Maybe I shouldn't say this, because then you will all move here.
We know what California restaurants have done for eating in this country. But my home chowing life has been completely transformed since arriving here.
I haven't even gone to Europe in the summer for two years. And don't tell me it is because the flight is longer now, its easier to go there from the East Coast, all that. It's because the best home chow is in California!