Anyway.
In January I am off to England, specifically London. Now this moderately ties in with this project due to the reason I am going, it's not my colon's last meal, but it ties in with the blog. I get to that later..
I was there once in 2003,and fell in love with the city. Two things that always bring back strong and specific memories have been music and food, both very related topics. For me there are very specific memories triggered by tied to that trip. Some things trigger those memories and some memories trigger longing. I spent an evening celebrating a mid-summer festival with a bunch of Swedish people drinking heavily and eating strawberries on the porch of the hostel I was staying at. Whenever I hear the song Moving by Supergrass, I'm reminded this one night where one of the guys* staying at the hostel played the song over and over again as we sat drinking with a bunch of people. And every so often think of how I would go to Marks and Spencer, buy a pint of milk, a bag of salt and pepper crisps and a roast chicken and stuffing sandwich, then find a park somewhere and eat lunch. It was a good sandwich, not the best sandwich I have ever eaten**, but I would kill for one. I've tried to recreate it, but it's never the same. Perhaps the location I was in made it taste different, maybe the fact it is completely inaccessible fuels the desire***. It's hard to say, but if I get there and for whatever reason they are no longer selling them, I'm going to be super pissed. I'll find a pub and drown my sorrows.
When I started this the first person that I wrote to was Isabel Monteiro of the band Drugstore. I have long been a fan, and in my musical hierarchy they are in the second tier alongside Radiohead and The Magnetic Fields. Below Tom Waits, but above Supergrass.
They are heading into the studio to record in January. I'll spare you the details, but for reasons unrelated to this blog or medical conditions, I get to spend a day at the studio while they record the new album. And that is why I'm heading to London.
*That guy was named "Snoop", because he looked a little bit like the rapper Snoop Dogg, he lived at the hostel and made a living selling pot to American backpackers.
**For the record the best sandwich that I have ever eaten in my life (that I did not personally make), was in June of 2004 when I visited a friend in Kentucky. It is the sausage sub sold by the American east coast based sandwich chain Penn Station.
***This is most likely the reason why whenever I get back into Canada after being away for more than a week, I have an unholy desire to eat back bacon+ and consume maple walnut ice cream++.
+this is not entirely true I desire to eat back bacon on a fairly regular basis.
++ The only time I that ever eaten maple walnut ice cream (at least in the past decade) has been in the first 2 days in Canada after getting back from a trip#.
#Does any one know how to create proper footnotes using Blogger? I'm tried of using random symbols.
