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The Desert Island will be Televised*

As Rob/John Cusack says in "High Fidelity," 'It's not who you are, but what you like.' Fortunately for me, Ai eats many of the same comfort foods I do, at least when it comes to books and movies. We met and bonded over a love of Murakami; something deeper clicked for me when I realized she too got it with a rather forgotten and definitely under-appreciated movie that is next up for the Desert Island list. A first for the island, a movie. (As luck would have it there will be a decent television and DVD player on the beach.)

Recap of what's been taken to palm tree paradise to read while sipping whiskey by the fire by the sea

#1 Haruki Murakami's "Norwegian Wood"
#2 J.D. Salinger's "The Catcher in the Rye"
#3 Arundathi Roy's "The God of Small Things"
#4 John Steinbeck's "East of Eden"
#5 Ernest Hemingway's "For Whom the Bell Tolls"

*I did publish this preamble of a post (a preambular post?) before, but I never followed up on it. Didn't follow through. This isn't cool. It's not responsible. For this I apologize. It'll never happen again, I was going to promise. But I can't promise. Not about this. Sorry. I will try though. I can assure a concerted effort. Love. I can also offer love. And sarcasm. I can offer sarcasm. But no chips, I'm afraid. Trying to eat better. A little salad maybe. I take requests. No, I don't. I only know how to make one salad. It's got pine nuts and feta cheese. It's not remotely original round these parts. But it's delicious. Truly.

**Justification for having a dessert island list in the first place can be found here.

***Salad recipes this way.

****Desert recipes not provided. Please. Don't be silly.