I came across a paragraph in his book that I wanted to share with you because it really illustrates how each of us saves and processes memories.
“I am a restaurant boy. Every childhood memory I have took place in a restaurant, above a restaurant, on the way to a restaurant or returning from a restaurant. Those memories, either good or bad, are forever linked to not only the restaurants, but the food itself, be it bad or good. So I guess I’m not just a restaurant boy…. I’m a food boy. Food has defined me. Some people have soundtracks to their lives and some have screenplays… I have a menu. Every smell and texture and taste evokes a strong connection with the first or worst or best experience I had with that food. When I eat gravlax, it’s 1982 and I”m with my Uncle Wolfgang in Trondheim, Norway; banana pudding or fried okra and I’m back in my grandmother’s kitchen in Atlanta. These collected eating experiences are the common threads that hold my timeline together.”I have re-read that paragraph at least a dozen times and each time I read it, I come away with something different.