I remember being asked what Canadian food is. I don't know. I still can't answer that question, but I did start thinking about it again today. I realised that, for the most part, the cooking I grew up with was relatively weak tasting. (No offense, Mom) I don't know if this is true of all Canadian households, but it certainly was true of mine.

I was raised on a meat and potatoes diet. There was nothing spicy about it. Herbs, sure, but that's about as far as it was allowed to go. I eventually was introduced to other types of food after leaving for university. My education was far from instant, and is still far from complete, but I can now try food with an open mind.

I didn't really think about this until I found myself buying a loaf of rye bread. I got home and realised that I remember not liking rye. I don't remember why, though. I just didn't like it. Now I'm experimenting with it. As it turns out, I like a slice of rye with honey and mascarpone spread over it. It's a stronger taste, but one that I am comfortable with. I'm sure that I couldn't have come to that conclusion 10 years ago.