Basically I’m never the one to blink an eye towards a newspaper but surprisingly, I started off the day by shuffling some pages in the daily paper. While going through “Metroplus” (the Hindu), an article really piqued my interest. The writer provides us accounts on how the world of literature provoked him to try a cocktail at a very young age. The characters in the thriller novels he read always poised the alcohol as a symbol of style and grace; at least that’s what I got from it. The writer tried every drink mentioned in the books he read, putting aside the fact that he was also turning out to be an alcoholic. His words triggered in me the memories of how I had the very same longing, not for alcohol rather the food. I never got to try any of those things because I didn’t know places offering such cuisines.
My first introduction to such salivating delicacies was when I started off my reading journey with the very famous Enid Blyton series “The Famous Five”. The kids go on picnics; they have food stacked in, which includes potted meat sandwiches, fruits, tinned sardines, cakes, chocolates. And on the way when there is a shortage of food, they go to farms. And that is the best part because that’s when the author provides us with the best menu of boiled eggs, meat pies and potatoes with gleaming melted butter. Since it’s based in England, we are made aware of the custom called the “tea time”, which is a British custom of having tea and biscuits which accommodate the evening prahar. Now the menu for tea time is whipped cream buns, with jams, buttered scones, tea cake and of course the traditional tea. Enid Blyton describes all these in a manner of a well appreciating food critic.
Even though J.K. Rowling doesn’t seem to be much of a food enthusiast as Blyton, but her imaginary butter beers from “the three broomsticks” just sinks in our minds as the warmth of it is relished in foaming tankards . And not to forget the great feast at Hogwarts in those wide spread tables with boiled potatoes, scrambled eggs, roasted turkey and what not. Pumpkin juice, another beverage of the magical folks, is served on several occasions. It kind of lingered in my mind ever since. Last but not the least is the legendary Honeydukes in Hogsmeade which has all kind of candies; the notable ones being Bertie Bott’s every flavour coloured beans (they literally mean every flavour that is from vomit to strawberries), pumpkin pasties, the chocolate frogs (a charm is put on them to act like real frogs but they taste every bit like chocolate), pixie puffs, liquorice wands, cauldron cakes and fizzing whizzbees. Charlie and the chocolate factory also had some interesting choice of candies too. The river of chocolate gushing and churning is the key to its frothiness according to Willy Wonka, making the idea of drowning quite enjoyable. The wrapper of the Wonka bar showed in the movie makes me crave it, and the colour, a deep dark brown; an example of perfection. Buttercups, cavity filling caramels, eatable marshmallow pillows, everlasting gobsters and the list goes on. If these don’t make you climax into a food-gasm, then I don’t know what else will.
Talking about candies would make me sound like a sweet craving fanatic but unfortunately there’s not a single sweet tooth in me. It was all just admiration to description because I know in the end Idli and Dosa will reign over me forever; although I wouldn’t mind for some scones and a butterbeer.