Sunday, I was telling my nephew Saeed to try ginger after each round of sushi "it reboots your taste buds" clears and freshens them for the soft and slippery sashimi, for example, that was marinating in a puddle of soy and wasabi until I finished the Spicy Tuna rolls.
It was mother's day, the mom's in my family, and the kids (yes, I'm one of them) were at an Asian restaurant busy with chop sticks and a table decorated with colorful food.
I pinched a layer of pink ginger with my sticks, "this is how you do it" I showed Saeed. I looked up and dropped it my mouth. I'm terrible at expressing my taste buds, but the best I can describe ginger as is as hot, but cold (like mint), spicy and stingy.
It cleared my mouth. I reached for the sashimi.
It's Monday now, I'm at the office, with a desktop full of fresh tasks and news feeds to process. After sending a couple essential, heated emails, I have difficulties now, like now... motivating myself to move on to the next task.
What comes to mind is ginger. I need a ritual to clear the mind after each bang-bang, and move on to the next bang-bang. Otherwise, while I work on the second round of bangs, my mind is still analyzing the previous bang.
Oddly, typing this blog entry... has helped, ok back to work,
Bang bang.
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