Corn

“Do you want a bowl of cornmeal mush?”

“It is called polenta now.”

“Mush has always been fine by me.”

I respect his mother’s sentiment. She didn’t need the Italians to validate a dish that she had been cooking and eating happily for years. I also understand wanting to feel like what we eat in our homes mirrors the food traditions of others. Sometimes we adopt, sometimes we draw parallels, sometimes we can’t be bothered.