Sunday, April 29, 2012
On Facebook the other day, one of my friend's posted a picture from this blog on her profile: http://asianstakingpicturesoffood.blogspot.com.au/. I love the concept of this blog - it highlights the culture of asians taking pictures of food. People would laugh at this blog if they were embracing their own stupidity in doing food pornography or if they've been in the awkward position of eating out with an Asian who does this.
This food-photography culture reminds me of tourists who have travelled far and take photos of things such as spectacular buildings, famous artworks or the landscape. People seem to do this as a way to 'capture their memories' on hard/soft copy. A fleeting moment or experience is turned onto a hard/soft copy image - something which the photographer may keep for a long time. A photograph allows the individual to experience or 'consume' the memory for much longer.
My questions are: Do you have to have an photo/object to remember something? Is it necessary for me to take photos of food? If I throw my photos away, would I still remember it? What is it saying about our society if we must have a consumable object to jot our memories of something? tbc...
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Monday, April 9, 2012
In a recent visit to Sydney, I met a friend at Parramatta Westfield. We had tea/coffee at the Coffee Emporium - I despise having to pay $4 for tea, but did it anyway. Plus I had to wait 20 minutes for my tea leaves and boiling water. Not happy Jan.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
The first things I learnt to cook between the approximate ages of 7 and 12 were pancakes and cupcakes from the packet mix. I whipped up a wholemeal and soy pancake drizzled with honey and fresh figs as a reminder of home (and my competency of cooking beyond opening a can of mixed beans - joke).
As much as I love food, lately I've been wondering whether there is more to life than the next party, the next meal, the next weekend after a tough week at work and/or the next meaningful project you'd get at work. In Canberra or by just starting full-time work, so many people are consumed in the work/leisure cycle - work enough so you can afford your after-5pm lifestyle. And relax/rejuvenate after hours to get you back into the speed of work. At the moment, it seems to me like a cycle which lasts for a loooooonnnngggg time.
To 'spice' things up, people get into relationships, buy properties, have children/get married/divorced. Maybe I'm just dreading the inevitable and should appreciate the finer/larger things in life. This is a journey in progress.
It was the day after 'Harmony Day' so my Branch at work hosted a pot-luck multicultural food feast. I normally wouldn't cook for these things as I'd prefer to spend my out-of-office hours doing things which don't relate to work, but I was persuaded by ethnic-inclusive colleagues to whip up something.