And love tastes like all sweets, sweet and greasy.
I remember Ry? Murakami, the author of The Lonely Gourmet, described the taste of loneliness like this: "If one day, you think of someone and the food you ate with him. Then you'll know what it's like to be alone. "
Then, by analogy, the taste of missing someone may be, "If one day, you think of someone and the taste of the food you ate with him, then you will know what it is like to miss someone."
I have seen a rare Weibo of Anne Baby. She said that she spent four hours cooking Luo Songtang and pepperoni for her daughter, and the little girl liked it very much. Finally, she wrote: No way, if you love someone, just make something for him to eat.
So in many dramas, such as American TV series, Korean TV series, Japanese TV series, Taiwan Province TV series and continental drama, if there is such a scene: one morning, a man is busy making breakfast in the kitchen, and a woman is floating around in a man's loose shirt or T-shirt, and then two people kiss deeply, and the sun shines into the kitchen through the window, sprinkled on the fried eggs in the pot, and sprinkled on the lettuce leaves spread on the chopping board.
So that sentence spread widely-only love and food can not live up to it. Listen, only food and love can be compared.
Some people say that when you fall in love with someone, you will always think about him, pay special attention to his thoughts and share all interesting things with him. Perhaps these are not enough, these little hearts can't afford to love this big ship;
When you fall in love with someone, you not only want to eat a lot of delicious food with him, but also want to cook something for him.
When you fall in love with someone, you always ask him, "Have you eaten? What did you eat? Is it delicious? "
When you fall in love with someone, you will take her to the delicious restaurant you have eaten and recommend the dishes you think are delicious.
When you love someone, the vegetable market will become the most shining place. With a jumping heart, you buy watermelon, perch, shallot, scallop, Chinese toon, leek and minced meat. You write what you want to buy on a card, put it in your pocket, and tick it off after you buy it; The bullfrog cried in the cage, and all the chickens stared at their own shit. Even the peddler sitting on a big sack of Yaozhu granules selling dry tunes has become handsome; You buy it in buy buy until it exceeds the list by a large margin, until you can't carry it any longer, your hands are red, and you are still thinking about the dishes, the collocation of various ingredients and the distribution of seasonings with joy.
When you fall in love with someone, you will think of cooking a lot of dishes for him, such as braised eggplant, short row of fermented bean curd, braised shrimp in oil, fried broccoli with bacon, fried Pleurotus eryngii in sauce, preserved celery, tomato brisket, crab tofu, shredded potatoes, shredded chicken with mushrooms, steamed eggs with ham ... and then purple potato rice, and occasionally a melon ribs soup.
Only when you love someone deeply will you think about feeding her well and fattening her up. Do you worry about whether she has eaten when you are not around? Are you full? Will you be hungry at midnight? I will reserve a lot of delicious food before going on a business trip, so that I am not afraid that this slacker will starve to death without going out.
My Mr Right, pure engineering male, has never cooked before he met me. After getting to know me, he not only started the cooking tone and style of our kitchen, but also got out of hand. He also studied the unique production methods of kimchi, pickled eggs, pickled sugar garlic, pickled laba garlic, pickled peppers and wind claws.
Such a man who knows the structural characteristics of Boeing Airbus like the back of his hand will give me braised pork, stewed pork ribs with potatoes and stewed chicken with mushrooms in time to shut me up every time I swear to lose weight.
Such a workaholic who does experimental tests all day, writes countless emails and is as tired as a dog, the biggest trouble every time he goes on a business trip is that he doesn't know how to feed him. The most unbearable thing is being hungry at night. As soon as I opened my mouth, a bowl of tomato and egg noodles was delivered to my mouth in a few minutes.
Such a man who describes the girl wearing fluorescent green pencil pants as a mobile highlighter will remember to ask the boss not to put coriander in my favorite salad every time, because I don't like it. And this matter, many times I can't even remember myself.
Life is made up of a meal, and so is love. The delicacy of every meal hides the temperature of the lover. The deepest love is not the rose diamond ring, but the small and trivial water put on. When you fall in love with someone, you think about cooking for him. Because the deepest love is caught in every meal; Because the taste of love is like the process of cooking, you choose vegetables and wash them, you slice and cut into pieces, you are as busy as a bee, you don't feel any trouble in dealing with complicated ingredients, you fry oil and collect juice, and every action in one go is an interpretation of your deep love, which others don't understand, but you are just trying to keep the expectation of a returnee who has eaten western food for two weeks in a row from falling asleep; Not long after you met, you remembered that day. He washed the delicate kumquat with small drops of water on it and fed it to you with a bad cold and infusion. Your heart suddenly melts, and all bacteria and viruses are driven away by this powerful gas field in an instant.
Perhaps, happiness is that years have given us a small kitchen. In those days when he is here or not, we peel him into pieces, heat oil, make a dish of Chili sauce, then sit next to him, drink beer with him, chew his head full of sweat and sour eyes, but still can't help but get up and fill another bowl.