For me, it’s very hard to pin down one specific meal as my favorite. Though I’ve been on earth only nineteen years, I like to think that I’ve had my fair share of culinary experiences from some reasonably extensive travel in Europe as well as a few crossings of the United States under my belt. However, the dish that really sticks with me the most is a dish my father started making around the year 2016. If I recall correctly, it was created after a trip to the grocery store where he’d gotten an assortment of culinary odds and ends and decided to make a meal of it while keeping it quite healthy. Each time he serves it, it is slightly different though it consists of a core of rice, ginger, soy sauce, mango or pineapple, peppers (sometimes spicy, sometimes not so much) tofu and basil. As I said before, each time it’s a little different than the last but those are the general core ingredients upon which he improvises. It’s not a real glamorous meal, nor is it a recipe that’s been passed down from generation to generation, but the effort, care and taste make it ultimately my favorite home cooked meal and quite possibly my most favorite meal, and someday soon I hope to sit down and learn precisely what the collection of ingredients precisely is so I may cook it for myself, and someday perhaps even hand it down to another generation, creating a culinary legend from a improvised mess of food.
Month: January 2023
“I will; but answer me this one question first;—do you love me?”
“I will not answer it!”
“Then I will conclude you do; and so good-night.”
She turned from me to hide the emotion she could not quite control; but I took her hand and fervently kissed it.
“Gilbert, do leave me!” she cried, in a tone of such thrilling anguish that I felt it would be cruel to disobey.
This passage shows just the level of strain on Helen from her situation and the discrepancies in their world, where Gilbert, as a respected man, can freely declare his love, but Helen, a single mother, wouldn’t dare say anything like that for fear of further ostracization or worse from the rest of society. Why can’t Gilbert understand the situation and simply leave he be, or fully understand where she’s coming from?
“As the wife acts under the command and control of her husband, she is excused from punishment for certain offences, such as theft, burglary, housebreaking, etc., if committed in his presence and under his influence.” (Pg. 4) This law implies that the wife really has no independent thought and idea, and would simply go along with said crime simply because her husband said she must, removing her own opinion on the matter and turning her status in the crime into one akin of an item such as a getaway vehicle or a weapon. How could there be such a gross oversight of simple justice in a law that through reducing the person actually overprotects them and doesn’t even treat them like an accomplice?