Welcome to my world!
This quote is the first line from the food show that started it all, A Cook’s Tour with Anthony Bourdain. There are some people you like right away and Anthony is one of those in my world. I considered his influence on me immediately last Saturday when I had an incredibly blessed and lucky day that involved food, film, and fancy.
Tony is not only a gifted television personality on multiple networks, but a supremely talented writer, chef, foodie, philosopher and adventurer. Here is an excerpt from his book A Cook’s Tour, from which the television show was based:
I wanted magic. When is food magic? What are the common denominators? Certainly. when food is the result of a brilliant and obsessive personal vision, it can take on mystical, magical aspects. At their best, chefs like to consider themselves alchemists, and some of them, particularly the French, have a long and glorious tradition of turning lead into gold.
… Respecting the ingredient may no longer be an economic necessity in much of the emerging world, it is now a pleasure, to be experienced and enjoyed at one’s chosen time and place. When everything is just right. a well made tete de veau can be not only a thing to be savored for its challenging yet simple combinations of flavors and textures; it can, with the haunting power of sense memory, remind us of times and places long past.
Do you see why I worship this guy??
There was a time that I wanted to be linked with powerful men so that I could also feel powerful ( Pluto conjunct North Node in the 7th). Those days are gone, so I would prefer to be like Anthony Bourdain and write and eat my away around our planet, rather than be with him. Not that I would I rule out a romance if we were both single and the opportunity presented itself.
In any event, I have followed him from series to series and now have begun to read his work and he is a bit more spiritually oriented than the persona presented on-screen. I will have to read more of A Cook’s Tour to see what other secrets are revealed.
After another busy week, I decided to escape to the movies. I went online to see what is playing at a beautiful grand cinema in the suburbs and decide to see Chef. I then checked out some nearby places to stop for lunch. I knew there’s a decent barbecue joint in the area so I googled it and discovered a new offering. It is called Lucky Well.
I noticed this line on the front page of the web site:
I thoroughly enjoyed Chef and would rate it as one of the top 5 food movies of all time. High praise I know, but I just adored this movie. The splendid cinematography elevated even the most simple culinary preparations to extraordinary artistic heights.
Within just a few minutes into this flick, I was hooked. So often I will force myself to be patient and give at least a half hour before I start quipping ” Do I care about these characters? ” Not in this case. I was whisked away from the excess of Los Angeles to the vibrant clean salsa of South Beach to the chaotic, flamboyant magic of New Orleans by way of music, flavor, and whimsy.
The plot is simple: Give a person a chance to do what they love and watch them come back to life! Is there really a better message out there?
So across the street I discovered The Lucky Well. It is owned by Chad Rosenthal who recently competed on The Next Food Network Star. I grabbed a table and perused the menu. Shortly thereafter, my server Christina shows up. We initially encountered a few communication issues ( Mercury retro strikes again), but eventually came to an understanding. The pulled pork sandwich and brussel sprouts with garlic, bacon, and parmesan cheese were truly a revelation. Life was good, and lucky! Christina and I began talking soap operas, film production, and barbecue. Then we shared some of our favorite films. I kinda felt like we already were acquainted as our conversation progressed. I gave her my business card and thanked her for such a great meal.
I was not mislead by the 111 symbology guiding me to Lucky Well. At the end of a fabulous lunch and enlightening conversation with Christina, the bill arrived:
Notice the 111, followed by 333 pm and then # 50003?
Did the owners consider 111 to be lucky?
Just wonderin’ !
My mom often referred to me as Lucky Linda. I never cared for it since it seemed to lack authenticity and appeared to be sarcastic in tone.
But in that moment at 3:33 pm, I did feel quite lucky.
Anthony Bourdain photo by By WNYC New York Public Radio. Cropped and edited by Daniel Case (Anthony Bourdain and Leonard Lopate) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons
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sandwich image by jeffreyw (Mmm…pulled pork sammich Uploaded by Fæ) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons
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