condiment

I had read somewhere about the difference between flavour and taste. Flavour attaches more to our memory than just the momentary adjustment of the dish. It made me think about the food I love and long for, mostly the ones from childhood. In my younger days in Vietnam, rice was what we ate mostly. There was a particular essence to the grain that till this day when I eat that rice, I am transported back to the rice fields, the smell of rain and earthiness. Much of flavour is closely related to the senses, which is why it has the power to [...]