It would be easy if not each and everyone would meddle.
First "Nose", as an omnipresent ruler in the background (more about that in a later post): "Hmmm, what's that? Smells like a freshly baked croissant!"
Tongue: "Hmm...tastes a bit oily and stale to me."
Nose: "You fool! Don't you notice anything with your buds, buddy? This hint of vanilla, that buttery smell...This is a good croissant. End of discussion"
"Eye", quick and hasty, as always: "What's that on the counter?! Oh WOW, a croissant! Still steaming and all crispy looking. Particularly nice horn shape and golden tone this one. I want it."
Tongue:"Hmm...tastes a bit oily and stale to me."
Eye: "Why are you ALWAYS such a spoiler. If the thing looks good, it tastes good."
Next is "Touchie": "Hi guys, what are you up to? Oh...that's fab, a croissant! Crispy outside, soft inside and the best part...its still warm! Yummeee!"
Tongue: "Hmm..tastes a bit oily and ....."
Touchie: "Oh Tongue-dear, if you would only allow yourself to relax a bit and open up to the experience. You'd feel sooo much better. Promise. Remind me to give you the address of my Chiropractor next time. Well, see you 'round - gotta dash - my Butoh class is waiting! Enjoy the croissant, dear!"
Oh, and last but not least, the-Mindset-in-the-background called "Eating Culture". Could come up with things like: "Croissant - French - That weekend in Paris with X!- I'll take it". Or: "Croissant - Fat - Oh well, just this one", Or: "Croissant - quick snack, great filler - could I get some ketchup with it?", Or: "Croissant = not vegetables - I take it" , Or: ....you get the picture...
Anyway, when it comes to Eating Culture and taste - it's not clear to me what's worse: the Ketchup Mafia or the Gourmet Dictators (look at this - in German only I'm afraid).
Strawberries all year round and minivegetables galore or rather local, seasonal produce with a non-genetically-manipulated-bio seal? Drive in dinner, telly-dinner, microwave dinner or homecooked dinner? Chip-chip-double-chocolate-chip-cookies or vitamin enhanced soya drink? Oh well, whatever... in the end Mum's cooking (or lack of it) tastes best. Always. And for far too many of us a hand of rice or maniok is paradise.
I had this for dinner today. My Mum's never cooked it though. We didn't have that during the seventies in Holland.
Photo courtesy of the Marine Fish Picture Gallery as I forgot to take a picture of his cooked family members on my plate. It smelled like fish, looked like a stew (messy) but tasted deliciously umami. Buon provecho.