‘The Season Has Commenced Ladies and Gentlemen! Yes, it is that time of year again. Weddings, weddings and, oh yeah, more weddings!
Now, as a hopeless romantic I love myself a good wedding; after all, I am the perfect guest. I laugh, I cry, I will detangle the train, I will reroute Uncle BoozeHound away from the sexy bridesmaids and I will even throw myself in front of that flaming bouquet and bunt it so that your single older sister gets her chance to shine in the spotlight too! Yes it is true, I love me a good wedding…
However, there is one thing I despise about wedfings. Hate it, detest it, abhore it and absolutely llooaatthhee it… the Pre-Wedding Diet. Yes people, you know what I’m talking about. That crash course of only chicken breast and lettuce, guaranteed to make you lose 10lbs in 10 days. The tear-filled goodbye to bread, pasta, pastries and anything carbohydrate that made life worth living. The endless torture of squats and lunges to ‘tone and lift’ my flat derriere. And the water. Every hour on the hour 500ml of H2O-and then every hour on the hour racing to the Ladies WC for a piddle of Niagara Falls prportions! Seriously, it is a form of torture that has died and come back to life for me many a time and I’m tired of it!
As I grudgingly trudged down to the basement to start my workout routine, my stomach started growling. Poor thing! I thought longingly of this beautiful Shrimp and Garlic Fettuccine I had made for the family last month. It.Was.Divine! The key was to roast the garlic in the olive oil on low heat for at least 20 minutes, and then add the shrimp in last for 20 sec a side- cooked to perfection!
As I jump-roped, I got thinking about Food in general. Why are people, particularly women, brought up to despise food so much? Is fitting into size 2 jeans really better than a delicious bowl of Garlic Shrimp Fettuccine? Why can’t people in North America embrace food and enjoy it for what it is-sustenance, nourishment, art and life. I reserve the right to eat dammit!
As I started my first set of burpees, my thoughts flew to the culture of food and how some countries simply adore it. For instance, the Italians. They get it. Why can’t we be like Italy? The land of Appreciation. Whenever I am savouring a bite of fresh mozzarella, or enjoying a beautiful sunset, or simply sitting out on my front porch watching the world go by, I think of Italy. It is a land where appreciating the little moments is what makes up Life. Seizing the opportunity, savouring the experience, enjoying it for all its worth, and then letting it go without regret because you know you lived today to the max.( In my head, the latter speech wss definitely an ode to a fresh to Margarita pizza!)
Seriously, why can’t we all live like that?
As I completed my final set of pushups (MIchelle Obama arms here I come!), these thoughts kept churning in my mind. They lingered at work too and, while tidying the shelves, suddenly, a bright yellow book caught my eye. Alexander McCall Smith’s My Italian Bulldozer was finally here! Yessss! I have always found this author to be quite the charmer-and no I have never met him. Its his words. He writes in a straightforward, practical manner, but always with a tinge of delight in the background, leaving you smiling ear-to-ear as you turn the page.
My Italian Bulldozer is no exception to the magic. Starting off in Scotland, a middle-aged writer travels to Tuscany to kick start his next cookbook and to escape his recently shattered love life. Upon landing, an exasperating situation at the rental car agency leaves him with only one means of getting around Tuscany-on a little bulldozer. And that’s where the adventure begins!
I thoroughly enjoyed this book for it’s light, humourous and insightful dialogue. I felt like I was right there in Tuscany, inhaling the wonderful aromas and conversing with the colourful characters, and letting Life take the reigns while I sat back and enjoyed the ride with glass of vino in my hand.
This is definitely a must read! I urge you to skip the gym, make a huge bowl of Garlic Shrimp Fettuccine and just enjoy yourself. You won’t regret it!
Have a good weekend!