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Alice Levitt
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« on: July 09, 2009, 12:20:39 PM »

Mine is eating tandoori chicken at the Bengal Tiger in White Plains, New York. I remember mentally attributing the cuisine to Native Americans. My parents tell me I was no more than one or two at the time, so I think I have an excuse. If there were Indian food of that level around here, my life would be nearly complete.
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« Reply #1 on: July 13, 2009, 10:58:51 AM »

A tuna salad food fight between my mom and my dad.

they both either deny it or blame the other for starting it, but my sister and I both remember it clearly.
we were having a 'jewish soul food dinner' (tuna, egg salad, whitefish, herring, bagels, lox cream cheese, etc.) and there was lots of laughter, and all of a sudden, my mom flicked some tuna off her fork at my dad. hilarity ensued.

i still love my mom's tuna.

how old was i? i don't really remember, but it is a story that has become an important one for me....
-Jason
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« Reply #2 on: July 15, 2009, 01:07:18 PM »

My earliest culinary memory is from age five in Paris when my family first moved there.  We were living in a hotel and I remember eating Chinese and one of the staff in the restaurant teaching me how to eat with chopsticks.
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« Reply #3 on: September 10, 2009, 03:37:17 PM »

I'm not sure if it's my very first food memory, but I recall my parents buying candy for me in New York's Chinatown. I was thrilled with the fact that I could eat the rice paper wrapper.

From that same era, I remember that a neighbor gave me a box of waxy chocolates, and the whole box was for ME!

My grandparents, who live in Brighton Beach, always had a particular bunch of foods that they fed me: lamb chops, bagels 'n' lox, Ring Dings and cellophane wrapped sesame candies. When I went to the beach itself, I insisted that my caretakers buy me potato knish. If I couldn't get a knish I would cry.
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