Monday, February 01, 2010

From Schmear To Modernity

Not everyone agrees, but after much reflection and considerable practical experience, I am of the opinion that one most assuredly can lie supine, read a paperback and dip Oreo® Double Stufs into icy-cold milk without their glopping to the bottom of the glass, depositing under one’s French manicure, or soiling one’s chaise longue.

If one, in fact, owned a chaise longue. This one does not. But I do enjoy a gorgeous array of snack foods to mindlessly enjoy while reading. In the same way some folks have flashbacks when assailed by certain scents or sounds, sometimes I’m reminded how much I enjoyed a particular section of a beloved novel by the junk-food smudges strewn across the pulp, and cheez-puff detritus nestled within the gutter between pages.

But alack! As I watch my son use his new tablet, I wonder if by only being able to temporarily schmear up its screen or casing, he's missing out on the gestalt, if you will, the holistic experience allowed the noshing paperback reader. For, while I loathe being the one to inform you, someone must: Digital may be the wave of the e-Future, but there is no i- in pork rinds, my friends.

Oh. Yeah, so there is. But it doesn't stand for Internet, it stands for salty, back-fatty goodness, the kind you couldn't get even if you could somehow digitally mark up an e-page with orange- or chocolate-y colored blotches, or if someone created scratch-n-sniff apps for e-readers.

Maybe I'm just disgruntled. Like so many parents, I'm simply watching my kid enjoy something I'm happy to do without because it brings him so much joy. I'll get my own tablet soon. It's more important his hunger for knowledge and reading be fed.

But that doesn't mean he's getting any of my cheez puffs anytime soon.

Head to Heart2Heart and let us know: Do you nosh or not while reading? What're your fave book-binge eats?

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Becke Davis said...

I don't have an ereader yet, but I wonder if that will change people's reading and snacking habits.

Unknown said...

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pjpuppymom said...

Congratulations, lastnerve! Hope you enjoy the book!

Jill Kemerer said...

I snack on M&M's while reading. They cut down on the smears! :)

PG said...

In the same way some folks have flashbacks when assailed by certain scents or sounds, sometimes I’m reminded how much I enjoyed a particular section of a beloved novel by the junk-food smudges schmeared across the page.

'She sent for one of those squat, plump little cakes called "petites madeleines," which look as though they had been moulded in the fluted valve of a scallop shell. And soon, mechanically, dispirited after a dreary day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake. No sooner had the warm liquid mixed with the crumbs touched my palate than a shudder ran through me and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary thing that was happening to me. An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses, something isolated, detached, with no suggestion of its origin. And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory - this new sensation having had on me the effect which love has of filling me with a precious essence; or rather this essence was not in me it was me. I had ceased now to feel mediocre, contingent, mortal. Whence could it have come to me, this all-powerful joy? I sensed that it was connected with the taste of the tea and the cake, but that it infinitely transcended those savours, could, no, indeed, be of the same nature. Whence did it come? What did it mean? How could I seize and apprehend it?'