Food for Thought

I find that several of the most lucid, lingering pieces of contemporary literature and film have some form of food attached to them. Take Eat Pray Love. Like Water for Chocolate. Kitchen. All three feature life and the human experience as a main dish to a major selling point of each book, which is food. The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. The worst things in this world are being alone, and being hungry. Perhaps it’s because of the need to feed ourselves that we’re so intoxicated over the idea of eating well. Or maybe I only think this way because I love to eat?

True to my resolution to reach out to people more, I haphazardly hailed an old acquaintance that I had bumped into at a local UP haunt today. I go to Mashitta often because it serves interesting food, and she said she was craving for Ramyun, that’s why she was there. About two years older than me, four months into her present job, she might have found me imprudent for compelling her to share my table. But I was determined to become more extroverted, and she happened to be the first friend I had shared a 1 meter radius with, the day after I had decided on that.

We talked about Nickolodeon’s Avatar, her friends from college, her Makati job, and the pretty girl in the booth next to ours. I had always known, through the short conversations we had when she was still in our org, that we shared the same interests, the same dislikes. We both don’t understand why our peers like 500 Days of Summer and One More Chance so much. We both think Zuko’s great. We both watched Sherlock Holmes, and found Season1’s ending irritating. But tonight, though it had been undeniably fun, I felt I had not really gotten to know her better. Why is it that I keep talking about what I think, when I only want to get to know someone more?

She said someone from her office has offered to share copies of Game of Thrones. I told her it was a heavy series, and she said yes, she saw the first two episodes on HBO last summer. I’m not sure if we’ll ever get past the point in our relationship where we can only talk about entertainment and mutual friends. But if that will ever happen, it would be nice. It might have been great, watching Inception for the first time with her somewhere along the line.