This may sound gross to some people, but for those who do not realize that this is a food blog, back up your google search one page.
I am talking about a week of memories. This week I went crazy with all the yummies. What I mean is for the first time ever I attempted to make Thai food almost everyday this week. My tongue was in overdrive because I realized that I had been holding myself back from being what I am by blood, Thai (I cam to the US at 8 years old).
Being by tasting,
remembering by tasting,
feeling a sense of home and belonging to a physical location or a cultural identity, by the memories in my tongue.
It's like a primal connection to the land, to where those spices came from -this one geographical location on Earth. It is here where only us Thai folks blended together these leaves and seeds and peppers and roots in certain proportions. Tasting Thai food made the one way it's suppose to be made, to me, is like a piece of music, a melody, that stirs my senses, most specifically my tongue, to remember. Even though I am no longer proficient in my native tongue, and Thai people would not recognize me as their own past my physical features, I am Thai according to my tongue. And even though I cannot remember a certain memory with each plate, it is more like a sense of something fits. Something feels like it belongs and fits and everything's in its place. Yes, I am seeing how strange this may be that my tongue can give me these profound feelings of nationality when I have been living in the US for 20 out of 28 years of my life.
But how profound is it really? Do we not first learn about a country by the food? How many immigrants come here to open restaurants serving food from their homeland? Do you not first think of Pad Thai or that crazy peanut sauce (which I made for the first time today PERFECTLY!!) when I mention I am Thai?
For me, I see food's connection to my identity, to memories I hold onto, to a sense of history. Instead of pictures or stories to see or hear, I am getting in touch with taste. And I have to say it's way yummier than a picture album or a song. :)
BTW, this week I feasted on Kow New Mamong (Sweet Sticky Rice with Mangos), Chicken Satay, Tod Mun (Fish Cakes with curry paste), and Soup with Stuffed Bitter Melon.

Tod Mun

Soup

Sticky Rice with Ripe Mango