Comfort Food of All Kinds

I don’t have cravings very often, but every now and then one hits me hard. It got me thinking about how I have comfort food of all different kinds- especially when it comes to the first blogs I read.

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My Comfort Blogs

I first got addicted to blogs when I was working at a summer office job where I didn’t have a lot to do and had lots of times on me hands. After listening to an entire Harry Potter audiobook and nearly dying of boredom I got totally addicted to two blogs: Nothing But Bonfires and City Wendy in the Windy City. I loved reading about Holly’s travel, and hearing about Wendy fall in love with Drew and get her job as a columnist. I used to comment on both blog’s every time they posted, and while I didn’t have a blog I got a big thrill from the idea that they might read my reactions to their posts. I was a total fangirl, and about once every year I remember them and can’t help but check in. It’s like visiting an old friend, only that friend doesn’t know me and the relationship is entirely one sided. Because before twitter the internet wasn’t so much about bringing people together ;)

My Comfort Music

Confession: I was a weird teenager, and didn’t ‘get’ a lot of the music that was popular when I was in high school. I was just more into books and movies. My taste in music is really varied and I love more bands than I can count (mostly indie rock or anything Pitchfork-y) but no matter what I always come back to The Rolling Stones & Bob Dylan catalogues. They just sound like summer to me, and I’ve collected enough of them that I can just let them play for days.

My Comfort Movies

Flat out, my relationship with The Royal Tenenbaums is probably a little unhealthy. I’m not sure how many times I’ve seen it, but it’s definitely more than 20 times, and if I’m being honest with myself that number might be closer to double that. I love the use of silence in it, I love the relationships and the tension. It’s kind of obvious and probably a little cliche to love it, but one of those movies that feels worn in and familiar to me, and I can’t help loving it for that.

Runner up? My romantic heart can’t help but still have a soft spot for Before Sunrise. This movie was the chance meeting I always wanted to have with the cute, talkative boy on a European train I always wanted to meet, followed by the all night conversation I always wanted to have with that cute boy. The first time I watched this movie it struck me… to the point that while I own it, I’ve only watched it twice! I’m afraid that it hasn’t aged well, and while I can take “Reality Bites” Ethan Hawke coming off as jerky to me in subsequent viewings, I really wouldn’t fair well if I “Before Sunrise” Ethan Hawke lost his shine for me too.

My Comfort Books

Without contest: Cat’s Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut. I discovered Vonnegut in junior high, and read everything of his that I could get my hands on for over a year. I’m thankful that I bought most of my favourites and can re-visit them when I need inspiration! I’ve read Cat’s Cradle an alarming number of times, and it’s fun to take more out of it as time goes on.

Second to Cat’s Cradle, it’s a tie between almost anything written by Hunter Thompson for his inventive use of language and rhythm and Chuck Palaniuk for his imagination and making me uncomfortable as a reader- in a good way. I have very boyish taste in fiction, but I’ve been on a run of interesting business and memoirs recently and I’m really enjoying what I’ve found so far.

& My Comfort Food

Haven’t guessed it from my picture yet? Mr. Noodles! I lived on them in high school, and have just rediscovered my love this week. Runners up? Chocolate Pocky and any of the salty/sweet candy you can get in Mexico! My high school was a boarding school and lots of my friends were from Mexico and Japan- those tastes snap me back in time immediately.

What’s a ‘comfort food’ for you that never gets old?