Garlic. Yummmmmmmm. Can you tell that I like garlic?
I eat so much garlic I can no longer taste the garlic. So, it's possible I have what people call awful garlic breath. I don't know. But, I must not eat that much garlic since mosquitoes still love to bite me.
About 15 miles from where we live is a garlic factory. Lots of people dislike the smell that comes out of the factory. Not me. I love driving by it and getting in that sweet spot on the road where you drive right through the aroma. Yummmmmmmmmmm. Too bad a tomato cannery doesn't stand right next to the factory.
I was about 30 years old when I realized that not everyone cooks with a lot of garlic. At a dinner in which we, guests, helped prepare the meal, the hostess asked me to make the garlic bread. She set out a loaf of French bread, a cube of butter, and a bulb of garlic. So, I smashed, cleaned and minced the garlic, then cut the bread in two, slathered butter over the two halves, and sprinkled the garlic over them. Each half was completed studded with minced garlic. I wrapped the bread in aluminum and put it in the hostess' oven.
After dinner, the hostess said, "I've never had garlic bread like that before. It was delicious."
That night I learned that people don't normally use a whole bulb of garlic for garlic bread. Ah ha!
The next time we had a dinner party at the hostess' house, she asked me to make the garlic bread again. With no changes to my recipe.
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