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The Last Banquet of Temporal Confections
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bookshelves: death-grief-bereavement-mortality, fantasy-faeries-magic, food, humour, identity, short-stories-and-novellas, time-travel, scifi-future-speculative-fict, magical-realism
Aug 15, 2024
bookshelves: death-grief-bereavement-mortality, fantasy-faeries-magic, food, humour, identity, short-stories-and-novellas, time-travel, scifi-future-speculative-fict, magical-realism
Taste, and its sensory twin, smell, can conjure long-forgotten memories more mysteriously and profoundly than sights, sounds, and touch can, yet flavours and aromas are harder to describe (unless you’re a sommelier or parfumier). Or maybe they’re so powerful because they’re so hard to describe.
This delicious fable feels like a folktale.
(What do folktales taste of, I wonder?)
The menu includes:
� Rosemary Crostini of Delightfully Misspent Youth
� Fennel Flatbread of Sunlit Days Gone By
� Rose-Pepper Shortbread of Sweetness Lost
� Lemon Tart of Profound Regret
� Bitter Chocolate of Agony Observed
For those who eat them, these carefully-crafted “Temporal Confections� kindle memories, smuggle a message, and trigger a journey - a more profound and potentially vengeful one than from Hansel and Gretel’s crumbs.
�A memory can be directed, a little, if the eater has practice� that moment trapped in time like a fly in amber.�

Image: Fossilised fly in Baltic amber ()
�Not all customers can be helped with a fennel-bright flatbread, a happy moment. There are many who need a more profound searching into their past.�
And not everyone deserves to relive their best moments.
You can read the story . And you should.
The taste of my memories
Three memories rolled around my palette as, and just after, I read:
� A favourite tale of my child’s was Sanji and the Baker. I recalled the warmth of freshly-baked bread and of a toddler on my lap, as well as Korky Paul’s swirling art. See my illustrated review HERE.
� Eating “dans le noir�: a pitch-black restaurant, where it’s remarkably hard to identify food by flavour and smell alone. See my review of Jeanette Winterson’s The Passion, HERE.
� My mother is a good cook, except mince (minced/ground beef). Tonight, she mentioned she’s “enjoying experimenting with mince�. I shuddered, laughed, and texted my brother, who replied, “Gosh, that sounds alarming!�. He remembers, and like me, he can probably taste it again.

Image: These floral cupcakes, with different flavours for different people and moods, conjure very special memories for me.
Sometimes there’s no need for codes, keys, passwords, transcription, or symbols to send a message that awakens a memory: food can do it.
This delicious fable feels like a folktale.
(What do folktales taste of, I wonder?)
The menu includes:
� Rosemary Crostini of Delightfully Misspent Youth
� Fennel Flatbread of Sunlit Days Gone By
� Rose-Pepper Shortbread of Sweetness Lost
� Lemon Tart of Profound Regret
� Bitter Chocolate of Agony Observed
For those who eat them, these carefully-crafted “Temporal Confections� kindle memories, smuggle a message, and trigger a journey - a more profound and potentially vengeful one than from Hansel and Gretel’s crumbs.
�A memory can be directed, a little, if the eater has practice� that moment trapped in time like a fly in amber.�

Image: Fossilised fly in Baltic amber ()
�Not all customers can be helped with a fennel-bright flatbread, a happy moment. There are many who need a more profound searching into their past.�
And not everyone deserves to relive their best moments.
You can read the story . And you should.
The taste of my memories
Three memories rolled around my palette as, and just after, I read:
� A favourite tale of my child’s was Sanji and the Baker. I recalled the warmth of freshly-baked bread and of a toddler on my lap, as well as Korky Paul’s swirling art. See my illustrated review HERE.
� Eating “dans le noir�: a pitch-black restaurant, where it’s remarkably hard to identify food by flavour and smell alone. See my review of Jeanette Winterson’s The Passion, HERE.
� My mother is a good cook, except mince (minced/ground beef). Tonight, she mentioned she’s “enjoying experimenting with mince�. I shuddered, laughed, and texted my brother, who replied, “Gosh, that sounds alarming!�. He remembers, and like me, he can probably taste it again.

Image: These floral cupcakes, with different flavours for different people and moods, conjure very special memories for me.
Sometimes there’s no need for codes, keys, passwords, transcription, or symbols to send a message that awakens a memory: food can do it.
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Thanks for putting it on the table. It was delicious.

I'm so pleased to see from your review that you enjoyed the treat: between us, maybe we can share it with a few more people - and thanks to L, above, who told me about it.

I hope you're sufficiently tempted to try it! Thanks, Violeta.

Antoinette wrote: "A most tantalizing review, Cecily! Love it!"
May you enjoy submitting to temptation.


I'm so glad you enjoyed the story. Slowly spreading love for it on GR.
As for my mother, no, not as experimental as Danny!