In an afternoon tea, re-trace the fateful trajectory of "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains"
Walking into the lobby of Pu Yue Hotel, I didn't realize at first that this was not an ordinary afternoon tea, but an "exhibition" where taste buds resonated with history, art, and artifacts✨.
From the first dim sum, the clues to the five senses were quietly buried.
The theme of the whole afternoon tea comes from Mao Goping's "Smell the East" series of fragrances, and the real soul clue is actually the ill-fated "Fuchun Mountain Dwelling Picture" - one painting broken into two, one volume hidden in Zhejiang 🧭, the other volume flowed to Taipei 🏝️ Those fates that were burned 🔥, cut apart, were "edible" by pastry master and utensil designer.
I first noticed the peculiar shape of the utensils. Each dinner plate is incomplete, like broken rocks ⛰️, but they can fit together🧩.
Desserts are the embodiment of fragrance.
🌸"Flower" is a camellia cream mousse, light and delicate. The aroma of bergamot is as ink-colored, making me feel like I smelled the spring breeze of the south of the Yangtze River in ancient paintings🌬️.
🌄 "Fu Guang" is a fusion of glutinous rice, yam and vanilla cream, like the first ray of morning light in the valley at dawn, the taste is gentle but layered, like the golden light in the morning mist✨, a little light up the tip of the tongue.
The savory dishes are divided into two groups - "Zhejiang Spring Fresh" and "Taipei South Island" 🌱🦐, respectively, with green spring asparagus and real bream, Taiwanese shrimp and red wine grains as the main characters, elegant colors, light taste, a sense of cultural look at the plate reminds me that this is not only the taste of the combination, but also the "leftover mountain picture" and "useless master roll" reunion - across the strait, also want.
The most surprising was the scones - a "dramatic" dim sum.
The caramel and cocoa interlaced crust simulates the burnt marks of a scroll, the moment you bite, the popping candy explodes in your mouth 🎇, crackling, like the sound of flames licking paper, melting in your mouth, like rice paper, like smoke, like the ashes of that history 🕯️.
If fragrance is an abstract artistic conception, then this afternoon tea has turned it into a "miniature exhibition" that can be touched and tasted.
One salty and one sweet, one painting two places, one vessel and one fragrance.
Beyond taste, it is about the reconstruction of space, time and memory in Eastern aesthetics🧭🪷.
When I left I smelled several of the fragrances of Mao Goping, each with its own independent narrative, but what I remember more, after that mouthful of "flowers" mousse, came to mind, was the void that could not overlap between the remnants of Fuchun Mountain Residence 🖼️.
Perhaps, "eating and understanding" a painting is also a way of creating a landscape🌿.