Following Fish Quotes

“On my way out, I stopped again at Boloor's house to thank him. He was leaving home as well, and as we walked to the gate together, I filled his ears with praise of Shailaja's fish curry. 'Really, that good, was it?' Boloor asked. 'But then, I wouldn't know,' he continued, this stalwart president of the Mogaveera Vyavasthpaka Mandali and secretary of the Akhila Karnataka Fishermen's Parishad, of the National Fishworkers' Federation and of the Coastal Karnataka Fishermen Action Committee. ' You see, I don't eat fish.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish: Travels around the Indian Coast

“If Bengali cuisine were Wimbledon, the hilsa would always play on Centre Court.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish: Travels around the Indian Coast

“Fishing is still elemental in the most elemental sense of the word - an activity composed of water and air and light and space, all arranged in precarious balance around a central idea of a man in a boat, waiting for a bite.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish: Travels around the Indian Coast

“To attempt to write with enthusiasm about food, I have discovered, requires two great qualities: the ability to eat with a catholic, voluminous appetite, and the ability to eat out alone.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish

“A true Bengali can take a mouthful of hilsa, and sort meat from bone in his mouth, swallowing the meat and storing the bones to one side, to be extricated later. If you can’t do that, you’re not a real Bengali.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish

“Few human movements illustrate the rapid transformation of potential energy into kinetic energy more perfectly than that of the fisherman who has finally felt a tug on his line.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish: Travels around the Indian Coast

“And as at every communal puja I have ever attended, there were the requisite distracted children, the whimpering baby, the sombre gentleman up front, and the comforting white noise of women talking and laughing at the back.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish: Travels around the Indian Coast

“The market consumes half of Kolaghat's day; after it closes, even though it is only mid-afternoon, a cloud of lethargy descends over the town, until the market reopens the next morning.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish: Travels around the Indian Coast

“Into its pinched streets, the fish-sellers told me, cars from Kolkata arrive daily, sent by government officials or corporate executives just to buy the best of the day's catch. The daily market is the town's centerpiece. For streets together, cereal-sellers sit surrounded by sacks of six or eight types of cereals; fisherwomen with toes reddened by fish blood squat behind cutters, little steel tubs of still-swimming catfish, and turmeric-smeared cuts of fish; on blue tarpaulins, vegetable-sellers arrange potatoes, gourds, red onions, beans both broad and French, big and little aubergines, pumpkins and huge heads of cabbage.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish: Travels around the Indian Coast

“Marcel Proust once wrote about the abrupt thrill of a fish breaking the surface of water, comparing it to the flash of a metaphor in prose.”
― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish

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― Samanth Subramanian, Following Fish