What is the Flavour of Love?

What is the Flavour of love?

Over the past little while, I have been speculating as to what hope and faith might taste like if they were food. Or to put it another way, what dish would best describe these essential life ingredients?

This article completes the trio of reflections and speculates about what flavour or dish would most closely align with ‘love’.

I should begin by pointing out that we only have one word in our English language to describe love. Other languages are more nuanced and have distinct words for family love, romantic love, brotherly love, and divine love.

The dish that comes to mind when I think of the word love is this. A desert of chocolate brownies served with brandied kumquats. A little dollop of whipped cream on the side if you must, but not enough to take away from the heady dish that is set before you. For the purest love is often that which finds you. Actively  and relentlessly pursue it and it will elude you. If perchance you should capture it will probably not be to your liking and may even turn sour and disappointing with the years.

This delectation is the culmination of faith and hope. It follows on naturally from the two other courses and is the scrumptious reward for persevering in faith and hope, sometimes for a long time in a barren wilderness. Savour your desert with swooning and adulation. Allow it to thrill you and delight you and above all do not, under any circumstances, rush its consumption. Make it last for as long as possible over a bubbling and effervescent conversation. Laughter and mirth should pop spontaneously into the air.

Served with a fiery cognac which inflames and warms the soul, your life experience should be fulsome and leave you relaxed and sated. Yes!