For eating, I have no particular preference. There is no attachment to which food to eat, nor can it taste the delicacy of the food. But I know a lot of people who have a unique hobby in terms of eating.
I have a girlfriend who, every autumn chestnut season, always have to go to a fried chestnut shop in the south of the old city to queue up for more than half an hour to buy a small packet of sugar fried chestnuts. I didn't understand it, and often laughed at her, "Can you become a fairy by eating once?" With this time, what's not to like?! She asked me what you would do with this little time, and a question choked me.
Yeah, my point is that there is a limited time to do something valuable, what is valuable?
Aesthetician Mr. Zhu Guangqian once said: "Doing learning and doing business can only be regarded as the second thing in life." The first thing in life is life. What I call 'life' is 'enjoyment', 'appreciation', and 'cultivating vitality'. If you forget life for the sake of learning and career, that kind of learning and career will lose its true meaning and value in life. ”
I suddenly felt that compared with me, my girlfriend was a person who loved life more.
After I gave birth, my mother came to take care of our family of three. In other aspects, the mother is very adaptable, but in terms of eating vegetables, the mother has always complained. She always said that the dishes in the city were all greenhouse dishes, and there was no taste. Looking for native vegetables, eggs, native pork... Whenever I buy it and eat it, I still feel that it is not that taste.
My mother always said that the current dish did not have the taste of what I ate when I was a child. According to experts, there is not much difference between native eggs and foreign eggs in terms of nutritional value and taste. If the scientific explanation does not make sense, it can only be attributed to emotion. It's not how good the dishes tasted before, but that time, it was the best time of my life.
When I was a child, my aunt and grandmother, who lived in Shanghai, came back to visit my relatives and brought me a box of cookies, which were particularly delicious. So much so that when I grew up, I had to taste the cookies and wanted to find the one from my childhood. But I never found the same taste, and then I simply gave up looking for it. Now that I think about it, it was just an ordinary soda biscuit, which was only very delicious in the era of material poverty.
People's memories are filtered, stubbornly leaving a mark that they think is unique.
My mother is good at cooking, and her understanding is super high, but anyone who has eaten any good dish in a restaurant or other people's homes can come back and do it without leaving it. But when it comes to an appetite-hungry daughter like me, my mother should have no sense of accomplishment. My mother would always pick up new dishes for me to eat.
When lobsters and snails were on the market, my mother felt that the outside was not clean, and always bought them back when I went to study at night, washed and burned at home and waited for me to come back to eat. I came home from self-study the next night, my mother brought out a spicy snail, I took a toothpick to pick the snail meat one by one, and ate it carefully, and my mother did not urge me, just watched me eat.
Years later, the taste of snails still seems to remain between the lips and teeth.
I'm not keen on eating, but I'm passionate about my friends' meals. Whenever there are friends who want to introduce food to me, I am happy to go, and I prefer these friends who love food to food. They are so fresh, so steaming, full of love for ordinary life.
I remembered a sentence that Gu Long said: If a person is desperate and wants to find short-sightedness, he will let him go to the vegetable market. Mr. Wang Zengqi has a similar view, he said: "When I go to a new place, some people love to visit department stores, some people love to visit bookstores, and I would rather go to the vegetable market." Looking at raw chickens and live ducks, fresh watery melon vegetables, and red peppers, lively and crowded, people feel a kind of fun. ”
Friends are also happy to take me when they make a meal, I am not picky, I can eat anything, the key is to shout, this is the most rare bar. As I grew older, many of my friends drifted apart as they walked, but I still remember the food they brought me to eat, and when I think of them occasionally, I will try something that I have eaten together, as if I have met again. The friendship is not there, the food is there, and it is also very good.
In order to escape the canteen and single dormitory, the girlfriend chose marriage early. Now I often talk to me that I am glad that the unit has a canteen, and I don't have to go around like a headless fly when I arrive at the meal, and I even hope that the unit can share a single dormitory for her.
Man, always have a time to dislike, lack when desire.
When I graduated from college, my girlfriend struggled to keep me, she said that this city has people you know, familiar scenery and food, why go to a strange place and start from scratch. At that time, he was dismissive and walked away without looking back. Whenever there is something good that I want to share with someone, I can't find a person who can make an appointment through the address book, and I understand my girlfriend's original words.
I want to get a text message near the end of work: "March 3rd, suitable for dinner." What do you want to eat today? ”