The Goan habit of planning food supplies for the monsoon comes handy in this family’s artistry in the kitchen The first time my family visited the Uffizi Gallery in Florence, we whipped through at high speed.
Masterpieces by Caravaggio, Leonardo da Vinci and Rembrandt flitted past the corners of our eyes. I recall pausing ever-so-slightly in front of Botticelli’s astounding Birth Of Venus, till flying familial elbows spurred me back to sprint.
Lunch reservations were at stake. We wound up spending thrice as much time feasting than at the museum. My name is Menezes, and I am a glutton from Goa.
This is the story of my people. Others prefer delicate euphemisms: gourmet, gastronome, the imbecilic “foodie". That’s not us.