As I am on vacation and am preparing my own meal, I was thinking about NYC and has it made me more independent or more dependent? Practically speaking I have eaten out more than I have eaten in while living in New York. Surrounded by foods from all over the world, when would I have time or the energy to learn how to prepare all these world-wide cuisines? I am not saying that I wouldn’t want to have a wok for the perfect stir-fry, a Vita-Mix blender for the best organic apple, carrot, sage, celery with a protein boost shake, a rice cooker, a food processor to properly mix all these exotic ingredients, but first of all where would I put all these appliances in my small space?
Making it here really requires a ton of energy and energy is produced by food, but there is this contradiction to this city, how can I do it all, prepare all the food, eat it and continue to do it all? This brings me back to my question, are we becoming more independent by living in this vibrant, and yet at times isolating city? I am not sure. I think if you take me and put me in the country, I would be dead in a few days.
I am amazed at how I don’t know how long an egg can stay in the refrigerator and the fact that no one ever told me that leftovers start to grow mold right away. And what about the “bloating” effect that Chinese food produces (at least in my body) from all the sodium and is that really chicken? I am still not sure. Having pretty much exchanged Chinese for Thai, I can tell you that I feel better with Thai, but I am not sure why.
It’s funny when I am on vacation I have all this desire to bake and make dinner, but while in the city, the only thing I can think about is “How will I get it all done?” “What is it again that I have to do again to afford the 800 square foot apartment that costs 1 million dollars?” “Eating isn’t a waste of time?” I continue to ask these questions to myself.
In my attempt to make eating more a regular part of my life (don’t worry, I am not binging nor purging, I am just eating about 2 meals a day and not at any specific time) I have attempted to have friends over. Overall I find that most people are on this “I only eat out track” and it doesn’t look like my new found excitement about changing my eating habits has caught on with any of my friends.
So once again, not just me, but most of us are quite dependent on the people around us to cook for us. So therefore we aren’t turning into an extremely independent group of people. When I have dreamed of being a star, it’s funny but the best part for me (apart from having the chance to champion my favorite causes with a powerful voice) is the idea of living like Celine Dion. She has a cook, a driver, a stylist and so on…but this goes all back to the fact that the more we live in this type of city the more we can become dependent on others to help us.
Occasionally I take my laundry downstairs to be washed, I eat out, sometimes I have my haircut, I dream of a driver, I dream of having dresses made for me…all in all showing me that yeah, just maybe this great city causes us to become a princess in our dream, but what if we leave the city, could we survive in any other place? I am not so sure but I better go and continue reading my current recipe which awaits me on the kitchen table.