We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.
Jonathan Safran FoerRead
Food is not rational. Food is culture, habit, craving and identity.
Interpretation
Food transcends mere nutrition; it embodies cultural significance and personal identity.
This quote emphasizes that food is far more than just a source of sustenance; it represents our cultural heritage, personal habits, desires, and the essence of who we are. It suggests that our relationship with food is deeply intertwined with our identity, societal norms, and emotional connections.
In practice
In a discussion about cultural diversity, I might say, 'As Jonathan Safran Foer noted, food is not rational; it encompasses our culture, habits, cravings, and identity.'
We burned with love for ourselves, all of us, starters of the fire we suffered- our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.
Memory was supposed to fill the time, but it made time a hole to be filled. Each second was two hundred yards, to be walked, crawled. You couldn't see the next hour, it was so far in the distance. Tomorrow was over the horizon, and would take an entire day to reach.
She was not crying Which surprised me very much But I understand now That she had found places For her melancholy That were behind more masks Than only her eyes
What do babies dream of? She must be dreaming of the before-life, just as I dream of the afterlife.
A few weeks after the worst day, I started writing lots of letters. I don't know why, but it was one of the only things that made my boots lighter.
What is being awake if not interpreting our dreams, or dreaming if not interpreting our wake?
I had a long-lasting love affair with the flavors from Japan and the hustling New York street vendors. And, of course, a life-changing return to Ethiopia has made huge impacts on my life in food.
The discovery of a good wine is increasingly better for mankind than the discovery of a new star.
To me, life without veal stock, pork fat, sausage, organ meat, demi-glace, or even stinky cheese is a life not worth living.
And while other passions in your life may at some point begin to bank their fires, the shared happiness of good homemade food can last as long as we do.
I'm engaged in food on so many levels, and I love that. So my work, my craft, is around food, and writing is one aspect of it; communicating a narrative, cooking online is one aspect of it; solving the food chasm that we have in Harlem and finding a farmers market is another one, and all of them are equally exciting for me.
One day, the people who work in my kitchen stir-fried chopped Napa cabbage to serve with some meat or fish for their own dinner. I got to thinking: 'What if the cabbage was the most important thing on the plate?'
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