Contains the best description of the life-changing effect good pizza can have:
So Sofie and I have come to Pizzeria da Michele, and these pies we have just ordered–one for each of us–are making us lose our minds. I love my pizza so much, in fact, that I have come to believe in my delirium that my pizza might actually love me, in return. I am having a relationship with this pizza, almost an affair. Meanwhile, Sofie is practically in tears over hers, she’s having a metaphysical crisis about it, she’s begging me, “Why do they even bother trying to make pizza in Stockholm? Why do we even bother eating food at all in Stockholm?”
The book is such a good example of throwing oneself into pleasure, devotion, and balance.
Now I’m on to “The Remains of the Day,” another book recommendation I’ve received. I can’t believe there was a time in my life when I couldn’t find things to read. Now the pile just gets bigger.