Per author and former New York Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni, via Twitter, "Resolutions go in2 effect 2MORROW, yes? Since Jan. 1 and 2 fall on a weekend, Jan. 3d is the good-behavior starting point, RIGHT?"
I agree with the stave-off sentiment, but in 2011, I've got a particular "good behavior" mandate for myself that has nothing to do with incorporating more vegetables into my diet (if I do even more of that, I will actually become kale, and that'd make it hard to type), upping the cardio (that's a plan for a lifetime, not just a year) or cutting down on coffee (which would just make life suck for the people around me). It's not about self-deprivation - rather the opposite.
Call it carpe diem, gathering ye rosebuds or an ode to Erma Bombeck - I'm going to open some Amarone or olio novello on a random Tuesday, bust out the fancy Fortnum & Mason marmalade for a solo breakfast and eat that stunning tomato before it rots on the countertop. Good food and wine were meant to be consumed, it's a crime to waste them, and sorry to get all Stuart Smalley on you, but we're all worth it.
Whatever the reason, I am simply disgusted with myself when I finally get around to allowing myself to take a taste of a superior edible I've been saving for a special day, and it's past its prime. The cheese has molded, the special locally-milled flour hauled back from points South has gone all weevily and the kick of the cardamom has dulled.
I pride myself - and this blog - on honoring quality producers, but not fetishizing food. It's time to put my money where my mouth is. In 2011, I want to use food at its peak - not let it moulder and fade. That's not the intent of the creator (or the Creator, if you swing that way), and if it drives me to invite a friend over to share in the bounty, that's even better.
They'd better show up hungry.
Gonna join me at the table, or have you resolved to steep clear of edible temptation? Share your food-based resolutions in the comments below and we may feature them in a future post.