Food has different meanings for everyone. Some people have enough food and clothing for three meals a day, some people pursue the enjoyment of the tongue, and some people like to eat stories.
I have always liked stories related to eating since I was a child. The most direct manifestation is my enthusiasm for all kinds of film and television dramas related to eating.
From God's Gourmet, Ratatouille, Gourmet from Heaven to China on the Tip of the Tongue, String of Life to Man-Han Banquet, Midnight Food Store, Chinese Little Master, etc. It covers many forms such as movies, TV series and documentaries.
After watching a movie and a story satisfactorily, it feels like eating a big meal, and it is really no problem to say that it can be eaten with the meal.
What impressed me most was the food in the movie.
Since the development of the media, there have been many official WeChat accounts about food, but I only left an "eclipse" in the end, not only because the author's name is Sean, but also because the food looks delicious.
The cat on it is Sean's adopted kitten. Its name is "shortbread" and it is the mascot of the solar eclipse.
Unexpectedly, Sean really has a story about food.
As a veteran fan, I immediately bought two books, kept half of them for myself, and gave the other one to a friend who loves to cook for us.
After reading it, I am hungry, full and warm.
Sean's parents are educated youths from big cities. After giving birth to him, Lao Dao was sent to his grandmother's house in Shanghai when he was one year old, because he was busy with his work and hoped to see a bigger world.
Because of his personality, he has no friends of his age. He is served with oil chopping block, sauce trotters, lion's head, oil gluten stuffed meat, ribs rice cake and so on.
What I used to do since I was a child was to run away from home, holding the sauce trotters made by my grandmother in one hand and colored chalk in the other, running from one end of the alley to the other, sweating the trotters to my mouth and scribbling on the wall.
When writing, the order is reversed: the sauce pig's trotters are painted on the wall, and the chalk is sent to the mouth.
When I was a child, Lao Dao was very lonely. His parents are not around, and he doesn't have any friends, because the identity of the loan student is also incompatible with his classmates at school. Although his grandmother tried to understand him, the gap could not be overcome.
The most precious memory is the sauce pig's trotters he accidentally painted on the wall of the alley. The hair on the skin is removed very cleanly, and the soy sauce is full and moist. The part where the bone connects with the tendon is the most delicious. Hands are sticky after eating, and the aftertaste of washing hands is enough to smell all afternoon.
At lunch the next day, grandma would take out the ice bowl containing the trotters with sauce the night before, put the trotters in the bowl with a spoon, watch the trotters melt into hot rice with white silk, and then eat it. This is the most wonderful taste in the world.
However, grandma will never sit at the door waiting for him again.
Lao Dao adopted a golden retriever named Xiao Dao, who is now in her teens.
When I first saw this knife, it was over a year ago. It is said that its former owner returned it to the pet store because his wife gave birth to a child, and maybe there are other reasons.
Every day when Lao Dao passes by after work, he can see him looking out of the window alone in his cage, as if he can't find a new owner for a long time.
So Lao Dao grabbed this home with a knife.
Slowly, Lao Dao gradually discovered the difference between knives and other dogs.
Although they are relatives, they are afraid of being hugged. It always breaks your arm and never touches your stomach, let alone lies flat on your back.
Take-away food or other things placed on the table will never be eaten, even if they can be easily reached. It is afraid to get on the bus by itself, even if it is held behind by the old knife, it will take a long time to try.
Lao Dao can feel that many of its cunning and caution may be due to its self-protection. Although we have been together for many years, somewhere in the knife psychology, we are still wary of people and cannot accept a person wholeheartedly.
And such a knife silently accompanied the old knife through that most turbulent era. The band broke up, got a job, resigned, fell out with their families, opened their own studio ... and was at its worst for a while.
Once Lao Dao dragged his tired body home, because he saved effort and walked the dog without traction. After a short message, the knife disappeared ...
After searching for a long time without success, the disheartened old Dao came home only to be surprised to see the Dao waiting for him at home and stood up and wagged his tail at him.
When the knife was old, Lao Dao began to try to make him happy in his later years.
In addition to dog food, Lao Dao will cook beef in white water and cool the meat at the same time, make a team pot with beef soup, add kimchi, hot sauce, lunch meat, tofu and white radish, add instant noodle cakes, and if possible, add a slice of cheese and beat an egg, which is impeccably rich.
When he finished eating noodles, the hanging beef was not hot. So the knife eats meat and the old knife eats noodles.
A friend who knows the origin of this knife once asked Lao Dao that this knife might always have some reservations about him, would it make him feel sorry?
Lao Dao doesn't care. On that most exhausting night, he was willing to wait for him at the door, even if it was only half a step away from him.
Born in the world, I am lucky to meet a gentle soul and walk with it for a while, even if it is as plain as water.
Of course, Lao Dao's story is not over yet. In fact, there are many more, such as chicken noodle soup in the New Year, fried rice slapped in the face, an egg jiaozi, rainbow cake, crispy tuna egg cups, rock-and-roll tomato gravy noodles, ending bad meatloaf, cat's back fish porridge, cold noodles and ribs, vegetables, life menu beef noodles, mysterious cake full of star-filled water, the taste of Maodao fish, and cure.
Lao Dao has been eating in the way he likes all his life.
And I, too, have my own life and need to eat.
Probably in the third grade of primary school, my father went to Shandong for a month on business for work reasons.
Only my mother and I were left at home. It's summer vacation. My mother goes to work during the day, but I naturally play at home or outside.
Usually, my mother will go home before 6 pm and start cooking for me. One day, I didn't come back until 8 pm.
At that time, mobile phones were still luxury goods, and I didn't know the public telephone number of my mother's workplace, so I had to wait at home while watching TV.
I don't know where a child got so many ideas, so I started thinking about it while I was waiting.
All kinds of terrible scenes came to my mind. Finally, I cried and shouted, "Oh, my God … Oh, my God … where are you …".
Crying and crying, mom came back.
Seeing me like this, she is really in distress situation. She quickly coaxed me into cooking. That night, it was nearly ten o'clock after dinner. In the era when mobile phones were not popular, ten o'clock was relatively midnight.
My mother came back late because she worked overtime. She's afraid I'm in a hurry and I'm hungry. She rode home quickly and accidentally fell on a rotten road.
I silently said to myself, tomorrow night, I will cook for her.
The next night, before my mother came back from work, I began to worry. What should I do?
Looking at the leftovers at home, tomatoes, eggs and cucumbers, I frowned.
In my impression, only three dishes and one soup are standard dinners.
After thinking hard, I finally tried to start working. A third-grade child uses a gas stove and makes various gestures with a knife. Now that I think about it, I'm still a little scared.
However, at that time I finally succeeded in making three dishes and one soup.
Three dishes are scrambled eggs with tomatoes, cucumber eggs, cucumber tomatoes, and one soup is tomato cucumber egg soup.
When my mother came back, she looked at a table of food, moved and in distress situation. ...
I still don't remember how the taste was made. But I think what should be cooked tastes good, because my mother eats delicious food.
Eating is the most important thing in one's life.