I think the trouble with artists or chefs who whine about criticism is that if you love the good reviews, you have to at least read the bad ones.
Jim HarrisonRead
We are delightfully trapped by our memories. I can't drink a bottle of Chateauneuf-du-Pape Vieux Telegraphe without revisiting a hotel bistro in Luzerne, Switzerland, where I ate a large bowl of a peppery Basque baby goat stew. A sip and a bite. A bite and sip. Goose bumps come with the divine conjunction of food and wine.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on how memories tied to specific tastes and experiences can evoke strong feelings and nostalgia.
In this quote, Jim Harrison expresses how certain foods and wines can transport us back to specific moments in our past, creating a unique connection between our senses and our memories. He suggests that the joy of eating and drinking is often intertwined with the recollections of the experiences that accompany them, making us feel ‘delightfully trapped’ in a web of past delights that are inextricably linked to tastes and sensations.
In practice
In a speech about the importance of memories during family gatherings.
I think the trouble with artists or chefs who whine about criticism is that if you love the good reviews, you have to at least read the bad ones.
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Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness. And they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy... or they become legend.
I work every morning, all morning, sometimes in the afternoons. Then sometimes I hunt in the afternoons - quail, doves, grouse up north - but just to stay alive, because writers die from their lifestyle but also from their lack of movement.
I always give my bird a generous butter massage before I put it in the oven. Why? Because I think the chicken likes it -- and, more important, I like to give it.
To me, life without veal stock, pork fat, sausage, organ meat, demi-glace, or even stinky cheese is a life not worth living.
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The greatest lesson came with the realization that good food cannot be reduced to single ingredients. It requires a web of relationships to support it.
For me, the cooking life has been a long love affair, with moments both sublime and ridiculous.
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