Someone recently asked me the hardest question I've ever had to face: what was the most memorable dish you ever ate. I mean I have so many snippets of memory: a tiny hole in the wall in Genoa with gnocchi and pesto so good it made me cry, a fruite de mar risotto in Chinque Terra that was like someone had taken a net across the Mediterranean sea floor and plonked it on a plate, my first Thom Kar Gai
, a never ending Tapas
experience in Barcelona, Soupa a la Criolia in Peru and posole
in Mexico, the seafood sushi salad at Ebisu
in San Francisco, raspberry pavlova
in a pub in a tiny town in Devon, one special little dumpling in a fancy dim sum restaurant, Leslie's lemon fluff, and Elle's mushroom soup, and the flaming deserts at Allegias. There is that infamous alpaca wrapped in bacon in a white wine mushroom cream sauce from Macondo's in Cuzco that's the thing I want to eat before I die.
And then I remembered The One.
The Tate Modern, a few months after it opened, had this great little cafeteria way up high, with an awesome view of London and I wandered in and ordered the celeriac soup. It came with a wedge of Stilton cheese bread and a pear compote plopped in the bottom of the bowl. It was miraculously good. That's the one. I don't believe there is a One of me relationship-wise, but that soup was my perfect match.Gail's Daily Dose
Your Infusion of Cute:
Adore the idea of the moon manicure, arrived in the 1920s now seeing a bit a revival. Love it in black and white reminds me of two-tone oxfords.
Your Tisane of Smart:Exhibition Hall (possibly the first Steampunk fanzine)
Your Writerly Tinctures:He has always been my guru
CAKE in Space: With agent.Soulless
: And Soulless
is being blogged about in Spanish!Changeless
: Awaiting copyedit. Release date currently April 2010.Blameless
: Gone off to betas.
Quote of the Day:
"Worries go down better with soup."
~ Jewish Proverb