{"id":30958,"date":"2012-05-04T13:32:36","date_gmt":"2012-05-04T17:32:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=30958"},"modified":"2012-05-04T13:39:47","modified_gmt":"2012-05-04T17:39:47","slug":"what-were-loving-sake-bars-met-balls-and-rhubarb","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2012\/05\/04\/what-were-loving-sake-bars-met-balls-and-rhubarb\/","title":{"rendered":"What We&#8217;re Loving: Sake Bars, Met Balls, and Rhubarb"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/Rhubarb.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/Rhubarb-300x256.jpg\" alt=\"\" title=\"Rhubarb\" width=\"300\" height=\"256\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-30988\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/Rhubarb-300x256.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/Rhubarb.jpg 458w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a> I\u2019m hooked on <a href=\"http:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/book\/show\/12474332-the-briefcase\"><em>The Briefcase<\/em><\/a>, by Hiromi Kawakami, a sentimental novel about the friendship, formed over late nights at a sake bar, between a Tokyo woman in her late thirties and her old high school teacher. It\u2019s interesting enough to read about an aging woman drawn to an older man; when this attraction comes wrapped up in Japanese nostalgia for old fashioned inns, mushroom hunting, refined manners, and Basho, how can a person resist? I can only imagine what wizardry must have gone into Allison Markin Powell\u2019s translation.<strong> \u2014Lorin Stein<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>There are so many intriguing events associated with the PEN World Voices Festival this week.  One I\u2019ll be catching for sure is <a href=\"http:\/\/www.pen.org\/viewmedia.php\/prmMID\/6390\/prmID\/2206\">this little-seen documentary on Diane Arbus<\/a>, actually a taping of the photographer discussing a slide show of her work in 1970. 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This week she posted <a href=\"http:\/\/smittenkitchen.com\/book\/\">a sneak peek<\/a>, so time to start some seasonal cooking\u2014especially as farmer\u2019s markets everywhere have the first spring produce, like asparagus and rhubarb!<strong> \u2014Emily Cole-Kelly<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>\nMost people will eat fifteen hundred PB&#038;Js before graduating high school. I\u2019ve easily consumed twice that since then. I love peanut butter. I love the taste of it mixed with a good jam. Statistics about the sandwich are always fascinating: women prefer creamy and men crunchy (I only eat crunchy); the vast majority of people put the peanut butter on first (I do, too, but it just makes sense, right?).<a href=\"http:\/\/www.gilttaste.com\/stories\/5016-how-to-make-a-better-peanut-butter-and-jelly-sandwich\"> Leave it to Ruth Reichl <\/a>to make a great thing even better. 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