In addition to recipes and articles about different foods and pieces by cookbook authors and chefs, there is a series called First Person. This is described as “Contributions from farmers, cooks, and others who are tasting the many meanings of food.”
After reading Life After Lobster, a story about a young woman in a controlling relationship, I felt so sorry that it took the author 5 years to free herself of her gourmet lout.
I guess she couldn’t give up all that good eating. However, when her guy wouldn’t allow her to order the BLT that she really wanted, it should have been a hint to deep-six him much earlier in the relationship. Plus a food professional that mistreats restaurant staff is just a barbarian.
But I’m not going to judge too harshly. I can only imagine how easy it would be to be swept away on a cloud of fabulous fare to a land where the omelets are always baveuse and the chocolate is dark and dense AND the one guiding you through all this is a PASTRY chef. Oh my, just the words inspire devotion.
But the message here is that being in control of one’s own eating, and by extension LIFE, is a lot more important than the next exceptional feast. A hot dog, freely chosen, tastes much better than a cassoulet, supplied by an overbearing partner. It was brave to realize that.