If I had thought the beef marrow might be a hell of a lot of work for not much difference, I needn’t have worried. The taste of the marrow is rich, meaty, intense in a nearly-too-much way. In my increasingly depraved state, I could think of nothing at first but that it tasted like really good sex. But there was something more than that, even. What it really tastes like is life, well lived. Of course the cow I got marrow from had a fairly crappy life — lots of crowds and overmedication and bland food that might or might not have been a relative. But deep in his or her bones, there was a capacity for feral joy. I could taste it.Julie Powell
About This Quote
Though the beef marrow is derived from a cow, it has almost the taste of life itself. The best way to describe it is that it tastes like your life well lived. Even though the cattle may have been raised in a crowded and unnatural environment, there was still a part of them that was free and wild. The marrow essence tastes like that – free and wild – and that’s what I wanted to bring out in the final dish.
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