The Sensualist Burger

Not much has been said about the typewriter's powerful limitations on an artist's imagination. Typing a thing makes it look so permanent, and shatters the pretty illusion that a pen-stroke offers of an easy redo. To that end, there came a generation of writers tied to the terrible indelibility of a typewritten word, sentence and paragraph. And, I have read that Earnest Hemingway would sit in agonized concentration for an hour or more before he dared to strike the keys of his personal instrument of torture.

Hopefully the generation that can write today with the easy of the delete button can refined the liberty of expression the mechanical age took from the human will to be expressive.

But on a different front, Old Ernie was an unbridled sensualist when it came to his food! Helen Rosner has written a fascinating piece for Saveur magazine exploring the voluptuousness of Papa's hamburger. Check it out.

http://www.saveur.com/article/kitchen/ernest-hemingways-burger

Even the author's sparse prose style softens when he speaks of food, and his original typewritten recipe is headed in verbose splendor: "Variations on the theme of ground beef - - - 3." For the raw hamburger meat itself he mixes in a dozen things – spices, condiments, relish – and then complements the assembled burger with a fried egg!

Truly no is person is knowable until you see what he or she likes to eats.