Foods
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Secular question:
Who comes up with these colors? What causes them, and why the diversity of hues?
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— revisiting the blueberry-basil-cornbread
Many European and US-American years went by, without me fasting. Each morning I had some form of breakfast, light or intense, as celebration or as mere quotidian digestive flow. However, moments during these few years, in which I felt physically and mentally filled, kept telling me that some cleansing was needed. Feeling filled does not…
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Possible physiology of not breaking fast
Before day one, the rush of all becomes a perpetual surrounding. What happens when the rushing stops? From day one onward, there has been the physical and mental state of intaking nourishments. It seems to be an existential need. Seems unavoidable.Then there is an apparently seldom visible space between automatism and obsession, between invested joy…
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Cut to taste — texture, flavor
It has become a practice — yes, a practice, as in exercising, investigating, intentional rehearsal — to use certain products for their respective qualities, more than for contributing themselves to the flavor of others, like in seasoning, marrying of flavors, and such. The leek is therefore cut for heightened possibilities of what it is, not…
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Too busy for the fruits of nature
For four years I have been walking weekly by a neighboring garden with several plants – peppers, eggplants, tomatoes, and a few others. Each spring they begin to appear, planted on the ground or in pots, and week by week more colors accompany the greens, regularly transforming into ripe fruits. Last summer, many of these…
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Jean-Anthelme Brillat-Savarin *IV 1 1755 / The Life You Give
Anthelme Brillat-Savarin, born Jean-Anthelme Brillat-Savarin, on April 1, 1755, in Belley, France, was lawyer, politician, judge, violinist, and author of a celebrated work on gastronomy, Physiologie du goût (The Physiology of Taste). Brillat-Savarin followed the family profession of law. A deputy of the Third Estate at the Estates-General of 1789, he was forced to flee…
Sila Blume 