Friday, April 13, 2007

a real hunger artist revisited

When you get tired of reading the drab prose about cooking and eating that lesser lights like I proffer. Or when the preening wonks on the Food Network make your hair stand up and send you running for something not freighted with narcissistic and goony arrogance. You cannot do better than picking up a book by MFK Fisher . The Gastronomical Me alone is enough to restore your faith in the ability of humans to speak clearly to what food can mean when your hunger is existential and will not be sated by scarfing a burger.

2 comments:

The Foodist said...

To borrow a quote from Ben Franklin:

"Beer is living proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."

I think the same applies to food. Food is therapy, honesty, and love in one. But she is a fickle mistress, hell hath no fury like a souffle scorned!

I really need to get more MFK Fisher, and really read it through and through. Thanks for posting this.

Kevin said...

Bob,
I'm a long-time Fisher fan and have most of her books, thanks for posting that.