I Am My Fathers Daughter
I am my father’s daughter so my perspective on food is a bit skewed. To make this clear, one time my dad asked me if I thought the 20 pork chops he had was enough for 7 guests. So, on Friday night at our Evening in Paris Tasting, when two of my guest pourers were amazed and delighted by our array of food at our Tasting, I was surprised. I see most other shops put out a plate with a few salami slices and some cubes of cheese. But I am of the mind, why put out one or two cheeses when you can put out seven? So we had quite the buffet.
We had 5 different vendors sampling their wares and answering questions covering these categories: Cheese, Bread, Cakes, Jams, Cookies, Crepes, and Crostini (available in our Gourmet Gift Baskets). We had three tables pouring wine. Fancifull laid out approximately 7 cheeses, 3 Salamis, Pepperoni, Prosciutto, Olives, and Artichoke Tapenade. Oh yeah, and then we had chocolate in the back and nuts, falafel chips and cheese biscuits scattered throughout the shop. It was a lot. But that is business as usual at Fancifull. Sharing a great find with my customers is part of my passion. I want them to taste the Barely Buzzed Cheese that is rubbed with coffee or sample the exquisite John Kelly Dark Chocolate Truffle Fudge with Sea Salt. It is hard for me to not open up a package. Just like my dad, Tony Cosola, who was so worried that he only had one chicken when my 19 year old skinny sister was coming to dinner (guest count 3) that we had to hit the store and fill a cart with groceries just to be sure we had enough. No he wasn’t a hoarder, just an Italian who liked to see his guests satisfied and not wanting.
I am my father’s daughter
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