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What do we learn from eating? About ourselves? Others? In this unique memoir of a life shaped by the pleasures of the table, Doris Friedensohn uses eating as an occasion for inquiry. Munching on quesadillas and kimchi in her suburban New Jersey neighborhood, she reflects on her exploration of food over fifty years and across four continents. Relishing couscous in Tunisia and khachapuri in the Republic of Georgia, she explores the ways strangers come together and maintain their differences through food. As a young woman, Friedensohn was determined not to be a provincial American. Chinese, French, Mexican, and Mediterranean cuisines beckoned to her like mysterious suitors. She responded, pursuing suckling pig, snails, baba ghanoush, tripe, jellyfish, and anything with rosemary or cumin. Each rendezvous with an unfamiliar food was a celebration of cosmopolitan living. Friedensohn's memories range from Thanksgiving at a Middle Eastern restaurant to the taste of fried grasshoppers in Oaxaca. Her wry dramas of the dining room, restaurant, market, and kitchen ripple with tensions — political, religious, psychological, and spiritual. Eating as I Go is one woman's distinctive mélange of memoir, traveler's tale, and cultural commentary.
"Reads like a refreshing breeze redolent of delicious foods." — Betty Fussell, author of My Kitchen Wars
"A heady mix of cultural interactions and insights all linked with a fascination of and appreciation for food." — California Bookwatch
"In an engaging series of memoir essays, Friedensohn shares with us her lifelong quest for new cultures, foods, and tastes.... Reveals the soul of an insightful and sympathetic woman, examining the relationship between culture and food." — Library Journal
"In quiet tones, Friedensohn describes meals eaten and friendships formed over the years, both in the United States and abroad.... An enjoyable volume." — Publisher Weekly
"It is a lovely memoir whether eating couscous in Tunisia or khachapuri in Republic of Georgia." — Connie Martison, Beverly Hills Courier" — Beverly Hills Courier