EST. | 307 BC
Philosophising the enjoyment derived from food and drink
If you were to make me choose just one favourite food, it would be eating air.
Having been taught from an early age to appreciate and respect whatever was prepared, there is really nothing epicurean about me. The simplest and humblest forms of food are often the best.
Then an incident happened when I was a gangly teen - I was invited to attend an Japanese food fair - at an all-girls' school. What greeted me was a dizzying array of brightly coloured victuals on display. I picked up a pair of chopsticks and popped a dainty green ball into my mouth. A toxic burning sensation immediately followed. WASABI! However, being surrounded by girls, I did what any teenager would have done - calmly chew and swallow the whole thing.
I lost all sense of taste and feeling in my mouth for two weeks. After this harrowing experience, I decided to spend the rest of my life learning about and appreciating wasabi and other international cuisines, lest I make that same mistake again!
Now drink up and get back to work!