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"A child who has not travelled says that his mother is the best cook."
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Ah but you have many people who will tell you "I have eaten at so-and-so restaurant in such-and-such country, but nothing beats my mom's cooking". What do you say to that?
@tanushree:
That is the manifestation of either an underdeveloped mind or an underdeveloped palate. Most of the times, it is a combination of the two since having a developed mind opens up the palate to new tastes and having a developed palate opens up the mind to new tastes.
Yes. I am unpleasantly honest.
Don't agree....I still think mom cooks best...a developed mind and/or a developed palate doesn't necessarily mean acceptance and admiration of new tastes...it all boils (or fries) down to personal choice.
@Aparna:
Dont agree. According to me, the sign of a developed mind is the ability to sample, accept and admire the alien and the eclectic. My mothers food to me is like pair of old shorts. Comfortable, familiar and above all else, warm. Those shorts are however, not to be compared to an Armani suit. I never confuse a superb steak or a delectably grilled sole to a macher-jhol and bhat at home. It is the rejection of apples for the love of oranges.
We of course, are not talking about food alone.
You are almost coming down to the 'ghar ki murgi dal barabar' analogy.
Sampling, and admiring are two different things....as are liking and loving...so, when it comes to the eclectic, I like them, when it comes to 'mom cooked food', I love it.
I suppose it is about two things:
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1. Whether you like something wholesome or you like something exotic or something that tingles your palate
2. What you group under the above categories i.e. 'exotic', 'wholesome'...etc. For e.g. my 'exotic' may differ from your 'exotic'. In fact, after sampling food all over, I have started finding the 'typical' Bengali fare by mom like mocha, thor, kochushaag, etc pretty 'exotic'!
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Going by your arguements, a Chinese with developed mind and palate should appreciate English pies and vice versa.
@Aparna:
Absolutely ! That is what I exactly mean. Your Chinese-English analogy is exactly what I am trying to drive at. There is no sarcasm here. That exactly is my point.
If you think your mom's cooking is the best, ask your dad; during one of his most enlightened moments (and miles away from the ears of your mom) he will tell you *his* mom cooks best! It's all a matter of what our taste buds grew accustomed to while growing up ... else how does it explain one's love for one's own cuisine above all else (save for a few exceptions)? Tis a rare mom when even others claim her food is better than their mom's.
There is reason, then there is faith. And no one can argue faith.
... just as truth is stranger than fiction, for we have to rationalise fiction.
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