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In Appetizing Portions

by Fritz Myers

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1.
I persuaded Fred, the ethical butcher to give me the best cut of veal Then on to Erin the cheese monger who’s slight condescension seems to flavor her wares though her goats milk Stilton is sublime I went traipsing the avenue to secure our stock Meyer lemon and organic chicken to roast and flavor With garlic and rosemary fresh from the market Lychee and red tea Saffron and spices Kumquats and whatnots Chicken paillard and a tub filled with lard the true secret to a light fluffy phyllo My bags were soon laden with rosy red berries Arms weighed down with all necessary ingredients ingredients needed to tickle your palate thick cut bacon chicharrones and salmon fillet I got heirloom tomatoes hoping you’d realize it is so goddamn hard to get decent vegetables in the middle of March
2.
We met over doughnuts it was Bouchon in the Spring A chilly Sunday morning a little tradition a monthly excursion a caloric devotion I can taste it now He sat just behind me pocket plaid shirt classically handsome but I was lost in a doughnut It arrived on a plate a lightly fried wonder dusted with sugar only on Sundays I bit in I bit in I bit in all that cream so unctuous I bit in I bit in all that cream so unctuous With each bite with each bite a small groan grew a small groan grew from the back of my throat until I couldn’t help it until I couldn’t help it until I couldn’t help it until I couldn’t help it until oh God I love doughnuts I could feel the silence the stares Behind me he cleared his throat Slowly our gazes met His blue New England eyes asked “Have you always liked doughnuts?”
3.
A dumpling is a dumpling except Be it flour and shortening a fine rice paper wrapping a dumpling is a dumpling except Hearty fare for the winter or sweet cherries for filling a dumpling is a dumpling a sear made in oil steamed baked or boiled it will stick to the ribs leaving only a smile to linger on your lips a warm equatorial feeling that can only induce a request for a second encounter a dumpling is a dumpling except when it’s not
4.
Do we have a moral obligation to creatures with whom we share the world I have heard that gavage isn’t painful for ducks aren’t human it just slides right down their throats they’re just like plump little children to be harvested and enjoyed by socialites I can’t claim to have an understanding of what it must take to butcher your own lamb nor have I taken up a shotgun or cast a fishing line the thought seems rather crass I prefer to have my meals presented In appetizing portions and paired with fine wines
5.
If I could I would jump in to a cool watermelon cucumber gazpacho Lifted on hints of elderflower infused with lemon and herbs I could parse my way through scissoring in to a fire roasted red pepper and silken corn soup Feeling the intoxicating sense of heat wash across my skin as I float I find a sense of peace in sensation in hazy dreams where I can escape and hover safely above the kitchen table Have you ever cut open an aloe spear and smeared the gel across your face? I used to buy them at my bodega Feel as it sucked the water from my skin My face growing taught my mind would stop spinning and I would wish I could encase myself disappear I have a sense of peace in sensation in hazy dreams where I can escape and hover safely above the kitchen table The clink of glass on glass chimes in Drawing me back to corporal reality Perhaps I could fold myself into a layer of potato gratin Or burrow inside the pork roulade For dessert I slip into a warm luxurious bath with chocolate and lavender coating me and cooling until I crack and emerge reborn

about

In Appetizing Portions is a song cycle in five parts by composer Fritz Myers and lyricist Clare Drobot. Scored for soprano, violin, and electric guitar, the five movements explore surreal scenes plucked from the thoughts of an Upper East Side woman attempting to cook her way into her mother-in-law’s good graces. Written for soprano Samantha Britt and violinist Andie Tanning with Myers on guitar, IAP received its first performance through the new music series at New York City venue The Tank in 2012. In the intervening eight years as the creative team scattered across the globe, the music was recorded when paths crossed and time allowed with the final session completed in New York City in February of 2020. Learn more: www.platitudemusic.com/iap

credits

released May 21, 2021

Fritz Myers - Music, Guitar
Clare Drobot - Lyrics
Samantha Britt - Soprano
Andie Tanning - Violin

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