As Marcel Proust famously observed, fleeting aromas can stir up long buried memories. The novelist’s madeleine, dipped in tea—or for me, the earthy, aromatic scent of cumin--so vividly evokes a specific moment in the past that it feels fresh and alive, as if occurring right here, right now.
In “Cilantro, the Flavor of Memory,” (The New York Times, September 10, 2010, Sunday Styles), Oliver Platt tells Leah Rozen of his own Proustian trigger: cilantro. “You taste it and suddenly you’re remembering the other times you had it and where,” he said.
Platt, currently starring with Laura Linney in “The Big C,” is the son of Nicholas Platt, a China diplomat and ambassador to Pakistan, the Philippines and Zambia. The film, TV and stage actor spent much of his childhood in Asia: The sight of cilantro on a menu at Num Pang, “a sliver of a sandwich shop in Greenwich Village,” instantly evoked recollections of Hong Kong, China, Taiwan and Japan.
The taste of sugar cane brought up even stronger memories for Platt: “I bit into that sweet, juicy pulp…and instantly I was riding on the back of a bicycle with my father through sugar cane fields in Taiwan. I must have been 4. The bicycle seat was rattan and I can still remember it poking me in the leg,” said Platt.
Do you have detailed taste or scent memories that you’d like to share? I’d love to hear from you.

Comments (4)
it is quite a stretch from the cookies of childhood to cilantro, but oh well. now we can debate which kind of parsley should rule the world. delightful thought however for summer repast
Posted by Global Province Smith | September 16, 2010 7:52 PM
Posted on September 16, 2010 19:52
it is not a food. but eucalyptus trees. in the fall, there is that smell ....
Posted by marie | September 18, 2010 6:40 PM
Posted on September 18, 2010 18:40
Does the scent of eucalyptus stir up any specific autumn memories, Marie?
Posted by courtenay | September 20, 2010 1:45 PM
Posted on September 20, 2010 13:45
brisk evenings .... being out and about in southern california, various times in life throughout. the latest was going to balboa park to see an exhibit one evening and opening the car door and there was that smell. in the brisk, but not too cold air.
Posted by marie | September 24, 2010 3:44 AM
Posted on September 24, 2010 03:44