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Yesterday after I choose a movie for
"Looking forward to hearing the more complex story one day..." (said
🍝I have a bittersweet connection with food. I was quite into it. I even finished a basic sommelier course, to further enhance the art of food and wine. It was quite fun inviting friends over dinner, even published recipes in gastro magazines (let me clear that just small, local magazines, but I liked the process).
But the deepest connection with food I remembered yesterday (after I left my choice in the comment) it was a complex one. I was 3 or 4 years old and I've got mumps. Among the symptoms usually is the lost of appetite, followed by painful swelling of the parotid glands. My mother made me cheesy pasta my favourite on my suggestion, but this time the goal it was juts for me to eat something.
🥰We had great time, we stretched the melted cheese with our forks and twirling it into cushions. Although the majority of the noodle (short, homemade squares this time) remained in my plate I still remember of the painful umami flavour. I cried because the pain, and laughed because of my mother's supporting jokes. The flavour remained in my memory and realised that I was searching for that particular bittersweet foodie experience while I tried hundreds of variations of cheeses. Secretly I wanted to recreate the flavour which had one ingredient, the pain as well.
📽️ Thinking on this while I read a couple of titles and short plots just to refresh my movie experiences I realised that Wong Kar Wai's "In The Mood For Love" gives a perfect answer to my melodrama. Not because the association with the same noodle the characters eat (although that is an option as well) but the food in general. The food is not important (although it's quite present in the story) because the depth of the complicated intimacy between the characters. The pain of their emotions overwrites the mood at every meal they have trying to enjoy together. I watched a couple of times this movie in my low-times, then I tried to forget the plot because it can be quite an emotional masterpiece for grown ups, or for those who want to grow up. A painful process while we become better.
I decided to watch it again in this summer, mostly to solve my little foodie problem, but secretly for my other painfully umami memories in my soul. The movie gives a perfect solution: “That era has passed. Nothing that belonged to it exists anymore.”
I left behind a big part of the food I used to chase, I rather chew it more today, and smile on the words around the dish. The perfect bite in the present, even if tastes plain can be much more enjoyable than the complex, bittersweet perfect dish of yesterday.
One bite at the time. (... I might come back on this ... how the recipe turn out...)
That said, if you somehow missed the opportunity, pick your favourite movie about FOOD, HERE.
🤤 #memory #food #movie #thoughts #tbt
"Looking forward to hearing the more complex story one day..." (said
🍝I have a bittersweet connection with food. I was quite into it. I even finished a basic sommelier course, to further enhance the art of food and wine. It was quite fun inviting friends over dinner, even published recipes in gastro magazines (let me clear that just small, local magazines, but I liked the process).
But the deepest connection with food I remembered yesterday (after I left my choice in the comment) it was a complex one. I was 3 or 4 years old and I've got mumps. Among the symptoms usually is the lost of appetite, followed by painful swelling of the parotid glands. My mother made me cheesy pasta my favourite on my suggestion, but this time the goal it was juts for me to eat something.
🥰We had great time, we stretched the melted cheese with our forks and twirling it into cushions. Although the majority of the noodle (short, homemade squares this time) remained in my plate I still remember of the painful umami flavour. I cried because the pain, and laughed because of my mother's supporting jokes. The flavour remained in my memory and realised that I was searching for that particular bittersweet foodie experience while I tried hundreds of variations of cheeses. Secretly I wanted to recreate the flavour which had one ingredient, the pain as well.
📽️ Thinking on this while I read a couple of titles and short plots just to refresh my movie experiences I realised that Wong Kar Wai's "In The Mood For Love" gives a perfect answer to my melodrama. Not because the association with the same noodle the characters eat (although that is an option as well) but the food in general. The food is not important (although it's quite present in the story) because the depth of the complicated intimacy between the characters. The pain of their emotions overwrites the mood at every meal they have trying to enjoy together. I watched a couple of times this movie in my low-times, then I tried to forget the plot because it can be quite an emotional masterpiece for grown ups, or for those who want to grow up. A painful process while we become better.
I decided to watch it again in this summer, mostly to solve my little foodie problem, but secretly for my other painfully umami memories in my soul. The movie gives a perfect solution: “That era has passed. Nothing that belonged to it exists anymore.”
I left behind a big part of the food I used to chase, I rather chew it more today, and smile on the words around the dish. The perfect bite in the present, even if tastes plain can be much more enjoyable than the complex, bittersweet perfect dish of yesterday.
One bite at the time. (... I might come back on this ... how the recipe turn out...)
That said, if you somehow missed the opportunity, pick your favourite movie about FOOD, HERE.
🤤 #memory #food #movie #thoughts #tbt
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