one of the chefs at my work is originally from singapore, a cool, cool guy. he comes up to me and gives me a cup of salmon. i was slammed with tables, but i sampled a spoonful, and holy shit, it was phenomenal. the flavor reminded me of something my mom would cook. it was so fragrant, almost like he had used lemon grass, which i knew we didn’t have in the kitchen. when i mentioned the identical fragrance to lemon grass, he told me he simulated the taste using a few ingredients. when he was explaining how he cooked it, he brought up how some musicians can hear different instruments and notes in their head as they compose music and how he does the same but with flavors and dishes. that was a dope analogy, and the salmon was a flavorful reminder of home.
-ratha, 6:38pm, 8.4.17