Last semester I forgot to enroll. Sort of. Thankfully, I did manage to remember to enroll before it was too late. As I was scrolling through the options of classes I could take one in particular caught my eye. It was called The Language of Food. I had always wanted to take a Linguistics course, and this one fit my schedule, so I decided to take it.
I am a native speaker to English, but I am currently taking courses to learn Spanish. Growing up in the United States, my food background was fairly communion most ways. My dad grilled steak and hamburgers and my mom packed us sandwiches for lunch and made casseroles. Then again, I got to experience things a lot of kids didn't. Things like home-made bread. Tabouli. And other dishes with an international flair.
Another part of my unique food background hit a little closer to home. My mother's side of the family are German Mennonites. Through this group I have access to a culinary heritage unique to a specific people group. These dishes are different from average American fare, and have interesting names, like verenika, borsht, moos, and zwiebach to name a few.
Food is a big part of my life. And to be honest, so is language. I am looking forward to learning about both this semester!
Note: This is an assignment done for my Language and Food class at school.
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