1. For my last meal on earth I’d like to eat:
Whatever my beloved friend Dr. Eli Landau decides to cook for me.
2. An unforgettable childhood memory related to food or the kitchen:
The soup pot in which my mother’s mother cooked a chicken soup that contained chicken heads. It was the period of tzena (austerity). I was about 5 years old at the time. I opened the lid of the pot out of curiosity, and saw the open-beaked heads rolling around in the boiling soup. Their eyes looked back at me. I wasn’t traumatized and I didn’t refrain from eating meat, but I’ll never forget the sight.
3. An unforgettable food experience:
Eating the fruit of the tree of knowledge. Not especially tasty. I find mango, for example, tastier, and it also improved my knowledge more. But the self-righteous face of God, and the knowledge that from now on we could blame Eve for everything − this made it worthwhile to leave the Garden of Eden.
4. An unfulfilled food fantasy:
Wild ox, leviathan
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5. I will never touch:
Cumin, cinnamon, Spam, books by Paulo Coelho, sweet dishes.
6. An unforgettable meal from books or movies:
The pleasure of reading about the fish dinner served at the home of the police chief in Gogol’s “Dead Souls.” The pleasure of writing about the preparation of marzipan in my book “Esau.”
