Sunday, November 14, 2010

Capitulo 3: March/marzo

This chapter is full of magical passion.  ¡El capítulo del amor!  In a kind gesture to try and cheer Tita up, Pedro brought her a bouquet of pink roses.  This gesture was completely disapproved by Mama Elena, and Tita was ordered to get rid of them.  Tita could not bare to part with the roses from Pedro, so she decided to use them in a recipe.  This brings us to March's recipe, quail in rose petal sauce.  -on a side note, I do not think I could EVER attempt this recipe on my own!  Maybe one of these days I'll find a "easy" version of the recipe online; one that does not involve killing, plucking and gutting a quail :)
Tita incorporates the rose petals into this elaborate dish.  Another strong example of magic realism occurs when the family is eating the quail in rose sauce for dinner that evening.  As soon as Pedro tastes the meal, he feels a strong sensual sensation towards Tita and claims that she has prepared a meal fit for the gods.  For Tita's second sister, Gertrudis, an incredibly strong, sensual feeling came over her.  She began sweating and felt her body yearn for love.  It was as if the meal was a sexual awakening for her; she rushed from the room, to the outside porch to compose herself.  She began to feel very uneasy and was sweating.  Her sweat was pink and smelled strongly of roses from the food.  Her scent was so overwhelming that it traveled miles away and attracted the interest of a general in the army from town.  He travels the distance to Tita's home to discover the source of the scent.  I will not give away everything that happens in this chapter, but Gertrudis and the general are carried away by the love spell from Tita's recipe.  And Tita and Pedro discover they have a new way in which to communicate to one another- through Tita's cooking.  The overwhelming and unexplainable feelings of sensuality that Tita's cooking provoked is a prime example of the magic realism that Laura Esquivel creates throughout this story. 

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