When I went to my aunt's house, my uncle was a chef. He cooked delicious food himself and served it on the table. Aunt took out good wine and various drinks to entertain the guests. Nowadays, there are more and more opportunities to meet relatives and friends in restaurants. Occasionally get together at home, simple and warm, simple and affectionate.
My uncle has been a cook for many years, and his cooking is superb. Now he is a teacher, and he has trained many apprentices. But when it comes to my uncle's craft, my aunt always disdains it: although the food he fried in the restaurant is delicious, the food fried at home is still home-cooked and tastes bad. My little uncle is also eloquent: it is my job to cook good food at work, but at home, I prefer to be an ordinary person and cook a few home-cooked dishes. Although it is simple, I feel very comfortable.
I smiled and said that my uncle's craft is very good. His own cooking may not be as delicious as the food in the restaurant, but he has a deep feeling and human touch, which is not available in any food in the restaurant.
Aunt smiled and said with relief, according to you, your uncle's fried home cooking is more precious than the delicious food in the restaurant? I said firmly, of course. It is difficult to buy affection with money, but it is difficult to adjust mood with material.
Strictly speaking, a delicious dish in a restaurant is a subtle proportion of ingredients, condiments and seasonings, which is a subtle use of time. If the proportion of various elements is unbalanced, dishes will have different tastes. China people pay the most attention to taste. Once the taste changes, the value of this dish will be greatly reduced.
But at home, home is a warm harbor for family cohesion, and the human touch is better than the taste of food. For example, my uncle knows that my aunt likes sour food, so he put more vinegar in the fried cabbage, which others may find difficult to swallow, but it tastes particularly delicious. My father especially likes to eat rotten duck eggs salted by his mother. Every time he sees rotten duck eggs, others cover their noses, but his father eats them with relish. He couldn't help saying that it was the smell of rotten duck eggs that made his mother enter his father's world, and he couldn't live without rotten duck eggs from then on.
China on the tip of the tongue has a classic comment: "... this is the taste of salt. The smell of mountains, wind and sunshine is also the smell of time and human feelings. These flavors have been integrated into feelings and beliefs such as hometown, folks, homesickness, frugality and perseverance. For a long time, then they are on the tip of the tongue and on the heart, so that it is difficult for us to tell which is taste and which is emotion. " Only under the tip of the tongue is the enchanting immersion of taste; Going to the heart again is the accumulation and rise of feelings. It can be seen that if the taste of the dish is integrated with the human touch, it will be meaningful, so that a dish will be passed down from generation to generation and will last forever.
Nowadays, with the rapid development of society, people gradually like fast food culture, and the communication between relatives and friends has become fast and complicated. Money, fame, status, interests and other condiments have been integrated into family relationships, which will eventually become stale, less human and more smelly.
On this day, my uncle was a cook and our little soldier laid hands on him. Soon, a table full of dishes appeared on the dining table, and all kinds of smells in the kitchen floated into the restaurant. Then, a room full of people huddled around a small dining table, drinking home-cooked food and home-cooked wine, casually talking about their hometown dialect, or provoking an argument without a theme, or making fun of them in good faith, or wishing them good luck ... They were all very comfortable and affectionate, and a feeling was transmitted, spread and sublimated at the dining table.
The affection on the tip of the tongue, the taste of love, the taste of missing, and the taste of never leaving ... are enough for people to taste and miss for a lifetime.