Time for food
by Lorenzo Piccoli
Over the weekend I finally got the time to put together and write down some of my recipes on a small paper. This is something I wanted to do for a very long time. Cooking is one of the most enjoyable activities I know. But food is not only a mere pleasure. When in Bruxelles with Mita I saw a poster that said People eating alone die earlier. Every recipe I now have on my paper reminds me of some special persons and some special places: crepes, Stefania in Santa Cruz; pasta Sangiovese, Marco and Giulia in Dublin; pasta alla vodka, Saverio and the rest of the crew in Valencia; Salmorejo, Martin and Anna in Granada; tortilla, Pablo in Salamanca; cheeseburger, Evan and Neel in Tofino; pancakes, Thomas in Victoria; pasta amatriciana, Aaron in Victoria; fried banana, Iris and the rest of the crew in Fanø.
There’s something to be said about the social nature of humans being central to their vitality. Isolation can be as poor for the health as a bad diet. The mental and emotional benefits of shared pleasures and experiences to a lot to fortify us against the regular struggles of life. Nice post.