I’m penning this on my 54th birthday. It’s the first birthday I can do not forget that I can’t truthfully say doesn’t really feel a lot totally different than the final one. You understand how that goes:
“Dan, how does it really feel to lastly be 30?” I’m requested all these years in the past.
“Oh, not a lot totally different than once I was in my 20s, to let you know the reality,” I reply.
Ten years later, I get the identical query besides that I’m 40. My reply doesn’t change. Even once I flip 50, I’m just about the identical besides that my knees harm a bit of extra and my again is stiffer. However going from 53 to 54 is one thing uncharacteristically noteworthy.
Undoubtedly, this all has one thing to do with the coronavirus.
Notably, final yr, and the years earlier than that, the query of my birthday meal had much less to do with the meal itself than the venue. This yr, no such venues are accessible and even open. So for the primary time, I would like to consider what I need to eat.
“What’s your favourite meals,” my spouse asks me.
I truthfully have no idea what to reply.
I imply, I like pizza and tacos, and I additionally love the occasional Massive Mac for for the sheer taboo thrill of it. I like Vietnamese meals and virtually each Asian delicacies. And I actually love, above all else, cake. However I’m presently on a food regimen as a result of throughout this lockdown I’ve gorged myself on consolation meals like no different time I can recall and, effectively, I must flatten my curves.
However what was the one favourite meal I beloved above all others that I might ask my spouse to make it for me on my big day? I had no thought, so I stated steak. I’m not even loopy about beef. I’d relatively have cake, as I’ve stated. Steak it’s.
So that is actually new for me. Fifty-four was the yr I requested for steak. It was the yr I named beef on my born day menu. Who am I?
Right here’s one other factor: That is the primary yr I’m enthusiastic about rising precise meals within the backyard. In earlier years, I proudly claimed that I used to be not one to develop tomatoes; in actual fact, I’m horrible at conserving them alive, by no means thoughts glad to bear fruit. I might all the time inform individuals who requested me what greens I raised, with a fast, “Oh, I don’t try this. It’s a lot to laborious to lift veggies. It’s a lot simpler to purchase them from a neighborhood farm stand.”
That continues to be true – nothing is simpler than shopping for contemporary zucchini grown by another person. But this yr, pots of cucumbers and squash have invaded the garden, and borders that beforehand featured solely flowers and herbaceous perennials, at the moment are used for onions, leeks, beets and spinach.
I all the time felt if we did develop greens, that the vegetable backyard would exist in a separate a part of the property, away from plain view in order that vines may droop, and basil and okra may go to seed – that are ugly however mandatory phases of the plant’s life. I used to inform myself that as long as none of this unpleasant meals rising was in view, then my backyard may stay wanting correctly tended.
However that was me in earlier years. Fifty-four was the yr I put meals crops in plain view of backyard admirers. At this second, there are tomatoes deliberate to develop in fancy pots that final summer season proudly displayed colourful annuals.
In different areas, I’ve turn into somebody I barely acknowledge. I’m studying actual books once more.
“Dan, what books do you wish to learn,” I’d get requested from time to time.
“I don’t learn, I write,” I’d say again jokingly to disguise the reality.
After all, I’ve learn lots – method an excessive amount of, maybe. You don’t get a Ph.D. with out copious quantities of studying over all of your school years. But when I’m being truthful, I actually didn’t learn something purely for pleasure. Most of my studying encounters have concerned doing homework, then writing papers, then dissertations, content material for paying purchasers and classes for my college students. I’ve solely simply now picked up a sure quantity for enjoyable. It’s a quarterly journal of British prose.
Certainly, fifty-four is the yr I picked up a e-book to learn for the enjoyment of phrases alone.
Granted, this will likely have occurred as a result of throughout this COVID-19 quarantine, I’ve grown weary of tv and binged-watched all the things that may presumably curiosity me.
Nonetheless, who am I? New yr, new me.
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