Milos' Love of Food
If you have stories you would like to share about Milos' love of good food and drink, please submit some of your thoughts. -- Yosh Hakutani, 17 January 2001
Food is, at its bare minimum, a means for sustenance. Seeing as how trim Milos was, you'd assume that he either worked out an incredible amount or didn't eat. Let's just say he didn't work out that much. On the other hand, he had a wonderful appetite for great food and tasty beer. Sushi was a favorite - particularly in conjunction with a fine Belgian beer. His neverending energy is the only thing that kept him so thin.
A couple of years ago, I got a call from Milos exclaiming his joy with a great new discovery - He and Anne had been visiting her folks in western Massachusetts and they had taken a side trip out to Cooperstown, New York. You'd think Baseball but no - it wasn't the ball players he was excited about - it was the Brewery Ommegang that had him so excited. In specific, it was a wonderful brew called "Rare Vos" that he could not stop raving about. At the next get together, we toasted and enjoyed what Ron Givens of the New York Daily News had called, "a mouthful of malt, with a slight powdered-sugar sweetness nicely offset by a soft shmear of burnt orange." A truly fine brew. As good as the beer was, it wasn't only the taste that Milos was exhalting about - it was the design of the label - the marketing of the brewery - he loved every detail about the product. Such is the eye of a designer. Of course, it didn't help matters that he got an Ommegang hat - and it was conveniently black in color.
During the time that he and I were both in Philadelphia, we probably had lunch together a few times a week. (not to mention the evenings spent eating Jalapeno Poppers washed down with Celis White at Charlie's) Nothing fancy - just the corner east-coast-style Salad Bar; lots of chicken and sushi rolls with a great per-pound price. I can't recall the details of a single conversation that we had over lunch - just the good feeling of casual conversation about life and work over some good food. After he had moved to Florida, he couldn't help but tease with details about a local All-You-Can-Eat sushi restaurant - my only regret now is that we never had a conversation over some food there. It isn't the food that gives sustenance after all.
With great love and sadness,
Yosh Hakutani
January 2001
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