I think the music-food dichotomy occurred to me at one of two points:
1) while I was enjoying dinner in a New Orleans creole (what's usually called "cajun", if incorrectly) restaurant - one of my favorite cuisines in all the world - while having miserably to listen to the affiliated music, which I detest; or
2) while wallowing blissfully in damp, depressing Russian music, when suddenly to my mind comes the image of a bowl of borsht.
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Date: 2007-08-17 02:13 pm (UTC)1) while I was enjoying dinner in a New Orleans creole (what's usually called "cajun", if incorrectly) restaurant - one of my favorite cuisines in all the world - while having miserably to listen to the affiliated music, which I detest; or
2) while wallowing blissfully in damp, depressing Russian music, when suddenly to my mind comes the image of a bowl of borsht.