Food will make or break you. Recall the last time your day was totally consequential of what you consumed earlier that day?
The halwa pooris for breakfast that rendered you so comatose that you would wake in the early evening just in time for tea.
Pooris: inducing comas since the dark ages.
The frothy electric tea that reacted like someone had clapped once really loudly inside your head. The mother’s buttered cucumber sandwiches that the child took to school at such an age that he would always remember and seek out that distinct taste in his meals, so he could be closer.
We can always control what we consume although there are exceptions to the rule: respect to customs, sociocultural norms, health and starvation. You know this.
So let’s call it this way:
Sven was also responsible for designing the meatballs at IKEA.
What one food memory that you have experienced has influenced you the most ? Moved you to the most extreme emotions and made you swear in anger or delight – or maybe you did not swear at all because you were a little more inclined to appreciate something in a more positive less sarcastic way and instead offered to golf clap the chef to sleep to the rhythm of his native Scandinavian lullabies.
You can clearly see that we don’t bother to edit our random tangents into fantasy. Either way – we gotta know – because this blog literally (my girl abhors my use of this word out of context) feeds off your thoughts even if they are all exaggerated whimsy.
The food in the rear view mirror of nostalgic retrospect may appear larger than it normally is.
We’re taking your suggestions to heart readers, and working on some outrageous and entertaining video logs to kick up the notch on our food foolery so you guys are in for treats.
Stay safe amigos.
Sam
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