This is wonderfully evocative, thank you. I wonder if reading recipes also creates an imaginary flavor and imaginary desire that reality (no matter how delicious) can never quite match.
On soup not constituting a meal: My former mother-in-law, an elegant, thin woman, once said to me, "A cup of soup and a roll is an excellent supper," and for years I would crack up whenever I saw a can of soup. Also we had to eat before we went to her house because she used the serving sizes in The Silver Palate Cookbook as gospel.
I can soooo identify with this. My soup was a pumpkin risotto with crispy roasted pumpkin seeds, can’t remember if it was asparagus or (?) maybe fiddleheads(?),buttery, in a blizzard in winter at the cafe at BAM in Brooklyn, with my friend Betsy, before seeing Cate Blanchett in Streetcar. Sublime!
This is wonderfully evocative, thank you. I wonder if reading recipes also creates an imaginary flavor and imaginary desire that reality (no matter how delicious) can never quite match.
On soup not constituting a meal: My former mother-in-law, an elegant, thin woman, once said to me, "A cup of soup and a roll is an excellent supper," and for years I would crack up whenever I saw a can of soup. Also we had to eat before we went to her house because she used the serving sizes in The Silver Palate Cookbook as gospel.
I can soooo identify with this. My soup was a pumpkin risotto with crispy roasted pumpkin seeds, can’t remember if it was asparagus or (?) maybe fiddleheads(?),buttery, in a blizzard in winter at the cafe at BAM in Brooklyn, with my friend Betsy, before seeing Cate Blanchett in Streetcar. Sublime!
Hi Elissa,
I cooked the green minestrone yesterday, an Australian autumn version
with what was available, so delicious, I topped it with lemon and pecorino cheese and
home made pesto.
Thanks so much, Kay
Love this! Is it the taste we are after, or the whole sensory experience of that time? Possibly both.
I loved reading this article. It made my mouth water, and I felt as though I had eaten it.