Ah me! The meal was just as sublime the second time around, only now I could identify the smells in the air quicker than Paul, order my own food without help, and truly appreciate the artistry of the kitchen. La Couronne was the same, but I had become a different person.
Chapter 3, Part 2: Home Leave, My Life in France.
I feel this way about so many things - like it's the same but I appreciate it in a different manner because I have changed myself. I'm like that with books and music, even people, if I haven't seen them for a while. When I was younger, I would always have in my mind a certain book I couldn't wait to read, and it was often that people would say to me: "why don't you read it now?". My answer to them was that my 'literary maturity' was not at a suitable height. I took it very seriously. I wanted to be older so that I might read the book and enjoy it from a more mature and understanding perspective. This works both ways. I look back now and wish I'd read certain books as a child because if I go and read them now, my appreciation of them will be completely different. Sometimes it's a great thing, like growing up. Sometimes its a sad thing, like growing apart.