Sunday, October 31, 2010

Marquez, Banerji, and Esquivel.

Books are the best. Over the last few weeks I've been sticking to reading a book a week and its taken me on quite the adventure.

For October I first read 100 Years Of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. I read the english translation, but the original (left) has such nice a cover. This book left me a little speechless. Marquez never lets up, describing each hair on the characters head in extreme detail and then taking his life in a sentence. He gets you attached and then leaves you offended. While it is the sad story of the Buendia family in the fictional town of Macondo, it is much more. You can feel the heavy messages intertwined and symbols implied by Marquez's own life and the world around him. READ IT!





To take a break from magical realism and put my feet back on the ground, I finally finished Eating India. I had been pecking away at this book for sometime and finally took the time to get myself educated in the ways of indian food. Non-fiction always takes a little more determination for me to get through and anything is hard to read after spending a week with Marquez, but in the end I learned so much and was moved to take a trip to Little India in Jackson Heights, Queens where I tried lots of sweets that Chitrita Banerji marveled over and explored the best Indian Grocery in all of New York, Batel Brothers. I now know that there is so much more to the cuisine than the popular tikka masala and will never be able to walk into an Indian restaurant and not wonder what region the food is coming from. Foodies will totally dig this book.



To finish off the month, I plowed through Like Water for Chocolate. I LOVED IT. Laura Esquivel is a total romantic and tells an epic lovestory in monthly installments filled with scenes from the kitchen and recipes that make you hungry. I finished this book in about a day and a half. I couldn't help myself. Women will love this book, as well as the few romantic men that love to cook that are left on the planet : )

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Friday, October 29, 2010

Ahmad Jamal

For me, If there is one musician that doesn't speak a word but says a whole lot, its Ahmad Jamal. My little ears are pretty simple and to be spoken to so clearly by a piano puts him in the category of beautiful and open. I am constantly disheartened by the little cave that jazz musicians can crawl into once they begin to really learn their instrument. Since there are howevermany buttons/strings/frets/keys, it is tempting to count them and see how many one can play at how every fast a tempo, but to jump into the river of longing and to work toward expresssing it without words is something i instantly fall in love with.