There is something pleasantly sensual
and mindful about eating an artichoke
all alone, dunking each leaf in a tart,
buttery sauce and scraping off that
little bit of flesh, then getting to
the bottom and carefully removing the
prickly thistles to the heart .. I re-
member always asking for an artichoke
when I knew I would be home alone and
could relish each bite.
Judith Jones was lost to us last year
and I didn't make note of it because
I almost couldn't believe it. She ac-
counted for many wonderful meals for
countless people, as an editor and al-
so as a writer, and for one pure treas-
ure of companionship, ironically titled,
The Pleasures of Cooking for One. If we
hear talk of food porn, it's because of
dining for pleasure, instead of with it.
Then I remembered the photographer,
Valéry Lorenzo, and for proving one
could show that gorgeous difference.
Who is dining alone, and is so fed?
Judith Jones
The Pleasures of
Cooking for One
Alfred A. Knopf, 2013©
Valéry Lorenzo
Roquefort
2014©
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