Be warned: I'll be revealing to you my theological and spiritual reflections.
For some time now, I've been racking my brain to find a way to “pitch” tempeh to you. Yes, tempeh, my skeptical friend.
I certainly don't have to tell you that in Western countries, soybeans, fermented or not, are terribly misunderstood.
Never mind the fact that Indonesian children eat tempeh as soon as they have teeth or that slimy natto, which tastes like aged and stinking cheese, might just be the best thing in the world for breakfast in Japan.
Here, soy, quite simply, is downright insulted, shady, harmful, destructive, or at least disliked if you allow me this slight exaggeration.
Yesterday, as I was biking in the drizzle and headed to my humble home and dinner from work, a silent conviction took shape within me: tempeh must be sanctified! What we have here is damned tempeh!
Soybeans should no longer be tied to curse or desacralization; and tempeh, meanwhile, to unbelief for some and service to others; no, tempeh must be part of tranquility, zenitude, plenitude! The moment I arrived home, I had it, my sales pitch: a genesis of a spiritual reflection on tempeh.
OK, it's time I put aside writings on the practice of mindfulness and meditation when food screams for inner transformation, and words ending in -tude —or -ity, as in equanimity, serenity, unperturbability,etc.— evoke concepts about altered states of consciousness (right now, the Silva Method appeals to me).
Reading is nice, but deep practice elevates the mind and awakens the senses.
I smile as I type this. I feel bright and lucid as I get lost in my thoughts. This is how, while pedaling under a foggy sky and brain, I almost bumped into the back of a bus.
Still, I could not be more serious about this tempeh sanctification business. It is of immense value in the same way as If you know, you know fashion brands*: beige, ordinary, boring, but rich, praiseworthy, sublime.
Do you see what I'm getting at? You'll understand that I have a special appreciation for this noble legume. And if that's the case for you, I wouldn't be in the least bit surprised if our connection were in fact based on the corresponding frequencies of our brain waves.
Anyhoo, when you start daydreaming about what kind of plant-based proteins to serve with your rice, quinoa, vegetables or what have you, please try my tempeh recipe.
I guarantee that, under controlled conditions, those who try my sticky tempeh will ask for more. Especially when it's coated with a divine caramelized sauce.
PS. If you know, you know fashion brands: I was referring here to the Quiet Luxury brands that the Web is talking about so much these days because of the trial of Gweneth Paltrow and the show Successions.
PPS. I've updated my Gluten-Free Soba noodles Recipe (new content + new photos), another protein-rich recipe, if you're interested.