The Lost Strudel

FOOD vanishes. I don't mean food as habit, food as memory, food as biography, food as metaphor, food as regret, food as love, or food as in those famous madeleines people like me are constantly referring to as if they've read Proust, which in most cases they haven't. I mean food as food.
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A New York memory, wrapped in pastry.

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