Posted in Of Culturel

Of Rating Things

food plate restaurant eating
Photo by Tookapic on Pexels.com

I just ordered (and ate) some fish and chips. I am Bengali, and so, as far as stereotypes go, I expect my deep-fried fish to be as good as Mitra Cafe’s or Apanjan’s. I know it cannot be as good, when it is not from either of those establishments, or from a Bengali eatery at all, for that matter. But, I can’t help it if my standards are high – the fish should be that fresh, that flavourful, that truly melt-in-the-mouth. There aren’t many things that can live up to advert-speak, but if you’ve already tasted heaven, you know you won’t be rating mere earthly morsels as highly.

But, I shall have to rate it. I ordered it on a food app, and my statistical dilemmas have already begun. Continue reading “Of Rating Things”

Posted in Of Culturel

Of Biscuits

cookie-1864642_960_720
Biscuits (Courtesy: Pixabay)

Me want cookie. – Cookie Monster, Sesame Street

I’ve underestimated the biscuit in recent years. Previously in my life, biscuits were as common as the sun and the moon and the stars. Astronomy and gastronomy only diverged when it came to what demanded more romantic literature to be made out of them. They had been equals in my childhood, even contemporaries, Continue reading “Of Biscuits”

Posted in Of Psyche

Of Appetite

cherry-chocolate-birthday-cake
Cake is the language of love. – Dylan Moran

Appetite, noun

1. a desire for food or drink.

2. a desire to satisfy any bodily need or craving.

3. a desire or liking for something; fondness; taste. [Courtesy: Dictionary.com]

Wouldn’t it be a relief, a release, however incredible the situation? You keep desiring to be rid of so many desires, because modern wisdom has convinced you that all want is evil, unless it is painfully got, and can only be justified by further suffering. That you must suffer for your health, for your happiness, because all other easy pleasures lead to more or a different kind of suffering. Ultimately, modern life is a choice between the good kind of suffering, and the bad kind of suffering. And no one knows for sure which is which. Continue reading “Of Appetite”

Posted in Of Culturel

Of Guilty Pleasures

cake-piece
Piece of Cake (Courtesy: Pixabay)

My life is filled with guilty pleasures. I just don’t feel guilty about them. – James Spader

As a means of coping with life, I’ve been watching The Great British Bake Off. I don’t understand it. I mean, I am aware of the fact that it is an immensely popular show, but I don’t understand why I like it. Sure, I don’t just have a sweet tooth, Continue reading “Of Guilty Pleasures”