I can't wait to watch this movie...:-)
It has so many appealing ingredients (punch line here...lol..) ...Julia Child, cooking, France, looking for a meaning in life, inspiration, love, Meryl Streep, food, France, food, pans, cooking, life with no aim, France, cooking......lol...
Mix all those ingredients together and i hope to be able to watch a good movie.
If not, i will just get fat when i will be back home because all those delectable, appealing, taste arousing, scrumptiously sexy, good recipes will make me hungry beyond control...
But its a risk i am willing to take....;-D
When i was a child, i never played with dolls.....but i had a miniature home with miniature rooms and all the miniature furniture....i mean really tiny....not an American size doll house...:-)
Of all the rooms of that tiny house, the one i used to be delighted to play with was the kitchen.
It had the tiny table, the tinier glasses and plates, the tiny sink and the tiny credenza.
The miniature pans and the miniature stove..
I would arrange the table, put the tiny vase with the flowers in the middle, cook some delicious meal..but no dolls would taste it...it was all in my imagination...once in a while i would allow my yellow plastic duck to partecipate at the feast, but she was oversized for that tiny kitchen.....lol..
Never played with any fancy Bake-n-easy oven either...
My daughter asked me one for Xmas years ago....and i gladly obeyed. We ate lots of disgusting, over sugary cookies, let me tell you .....lol..
I think food is one of the less appreciated portal to our souls.
Maybe because its so trivial, basic, routinely present in our life, most of the time reduced to a hassle and a bore.
But given a succulent meal, men will always be happy.
Even though for a brief moment.
But, alas, isn't happiness just a mere rosary of micro moments of serenity and appreciation?
What its a satisfied stomach, after all, if not primordial hymn to the joy of life?
Food has the power of shooting in our brain and heart molecules of sheer satisfaction..our tongues are the playground of heavenly and sensual mixtures.
Only sex can be compared to food.
I have read several time this wonderful book of Isabel Allende.."Afrodita".
She tells the story of her long time sought project of cooking only meals prepared with the most aphodisiac food. She describes the history of the aprodisiacs, the process of teh recipes and the results, when she and her friends gather around the table drinking good wine and talking about sex, philosophy, literature and all the shit that happens in life...
The book has a section with the recipes, naturally.
One of them is this one:
Eggplant a la sheikCut an onion and sautee with garlic in oil of olive. (
mmm..already this is starting the fibrillations)
Add sugar, salt, pepper and clove.
Slowly cook for 3 minutes, covering the pan with a lid.
Cut the eggplant in little cubes, and so the tomatoes. Start the oven and lay the eggplant in a baking pan previously spread with butter.
Cover the eggplant with the onion-garlis mix, sprinkle parmesas cheese on top, layer the tomatoes and more finely chopped, and more cheese.
Some butter ringles here and there.
Cover with aluminium foil and put in the oven for 10 minutes.
Its served with a side of rice.
Red wine complements the eggplant.
Said so....Bon Appetit!.