I sat amongst a bundle of friends over dinner when one burst out in laughter. We all looked at him, then at each other, then back at the gentlemen who’s food went from plate, to mouth, back to plate. “Are you okay?” “You ever notice there are no women Iron Chefs?! They aren’t even the best at the thing they are supposed to do in this world.” Though the necessesity to splatter food because of his sudden revelation is questionable, his comment did remind me of recent class discussions. This idea that women and men have directed specialties are everywhere from newspaper articles to television advertisements and follow us all the way to the dining table. Slowly though, women and men are intermingling passions and we are sure to find the peas mixing with the mashed potatoes on our dining plates.
Potato peas
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