You get that sometimes. Well, most of us, I think. Places can taste of foods or books, and books can taste of places and food. Go to an authentic sushi joint, and from somewhere behind an angle, unseen, from a space not fully in this world, a Murakami novel - unusual characters and all - wafts over your table. Have a fish soup at a secluded, rocky beach stand, and it seems a little like you've stepped into a Josef Conrad scene. So what would a Fitzgerald pasta taste like? Or Dante?...
More DescriptionYou get that sometimes. Well, most of us, I think. Places can taste of foods or books, and books can taste of places and food. Go to an authentic sushi joint, and from somewhere behind an angle, unseen, from a space not fully in this world, a Murakami novel - unusual characters and all - wafts over your table. Have a fish soup at a secluded, rocky beach stand, and it seems a little like you've stepped into a Josef Conrad scene. So what would a Fitzgerald pasta taste like? Or Dante? Even Hemingway: "The pasture is green. You take the gun and look at the cow. It is brown. The brown cow sees the rifle. It doesn't know. Shoot the cow..."....plus, it's the only cookbook you've read with bloopers....