I enjoyed reading this. It’s not an over the top superlative enjoyment nor a disdain at over-writing. It was a pleasant, empowering read. It helps to think of food a little differently, to think of the beauty and companionship of food, the simplicity of enjoying good food well cooked.
The idea of an everlasting meal where one meal feeds into the next and that the next is a beautiful idea. Adler’s presentation seems like it is perfect for a single person or couple, but for a family – we eat a head of cauliflower in a meal, and would gladly eat more – there are none left to jar lovingly and add to the fridge for later use.
I really enjoyed most of the chapters as descriptive, not prescriptive. As one meal ending and holding hands with the next. Springboards. Some people don’t like food that much to think about it so … constantly, but I found the ideas inspiring. It is a book to cook in the spirit of, not the specifics. I don’t really understand the constant ladling soup over bread …
I may try some of the things … I should do the boiling water exercise at least. Maybe not in July/August.