“I have to ask you something, sir. This tastes so good, but I don’t know what it is.”
“”What is it?”
I am on a riverboat in the Ohio River on a 68 degree evening in November between Kentucky and Ohio riding past the City of Cincinnati with my wife Lauren and seven Kenyan guests, sita na moja. The football stadium is packed and the Cincinnati Bengals are beating the Cleveland Browns. We hear cheers. The lights sparkle. The beer tastes good. The laughter dominates.
“What is it?”
Jean has created a new American dish, a plate half filled with croutons, the other half decorated with a splash of ranch dressing. What is it? It is Jean’s dish. It is a new combination. Both choices were unknown to Jean, never seen, never tasted, and she adventurously placed them on her plate, welcoming the unknown, enjoying the results.
What is it? It is delicious.