I haven’t blogged in several weeks, due in part to Hurricane Ike, which hit my hometown of Houston about 10 days ago.
I personally fared better than most, since I was among the very few in Houston who never lost power. (As of today, there are nearly a million Houstonians STILL without power). Riding out the storm with windspeeds between 75-90 mph was an interesting experience, to say the least, but the aftermath proved more challenging.
Compared to those on Galveston who lost everything, and the hundreds of thousands of people who waited in line for 4-6 hours to get military MREs (meals ready to eat), ice and drinking water, being without running water, cable, phone and internet was nothing more than an inconvenience.
But one of the most surreal experiences after Ike was entering a supermarket for the first time. Most supermarkets were closed for days after the hurricane, but when they opened, the shelves were for the most part empty. Perishables including meat, dairy and eggs were nowhere to be found, until just a few days ago.
As someone whose job puts them in close contact with high-end specialty foods it’s easy to take an abundance of great food for granted.
But it took a hurricane for me to better appreciate the not-so-gourmet foods like a simple glass of milk.