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1000 things to eat before I die

Am reading this book in no particular order.  Written by a 90 year old food critic, or more appropriately food lover, Mimi Sheraton is one lucky lady.

She has had this enviable job for the past 60 years and so in her travels she has managed to eat her way through a lot.

She professes to eating out half the time during the week which is at least seven meals even at this age.  She eats whatever she wants and honestly if she can say that on public TV to a serious journalist then I want to believe it.

Apparently eating in moderation has kept her healthy and lovely.  She can still climb three stories of her multi level home in NY without any aid or implements other than her own wheels.

This book was first published in 2015 and covers a vast geography in terms of food origins and their national appeal.  The best places to forage are also listed along side the recipe.  Food name origins and other etymological tidbits make for an interesting read.

Personally I think I have yet to sample at least 500 of the items listed given the run rate at which I am finding delicacies to read about and will attempt to at least conquer this challenge if not the highest peaks on each continent, before I turn off.

I did consume the Indian section first in part to understand her appreciation of things I would vote at the top of the list and found her to be aligned spiritually.

It starts with an homage to the mighty Alphonso aka Hapoos Mango.  As is a page dedicated to Kulfi (India's version of gelato).

There were a few inconsistencies (e.g. her description that Pakoda and Bhajia are distinctly different foods - to me they are the same food with different names depending on region - essentially deep fried vegetables coated with batter) or missing content that I have emailed the publishers about and hope they make it to the next edition.

Bon Appetit!

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