Setting the Table for Friendship

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Research Article| February 01 2023 Setting the Table for Friendship Janita Van Dyk Janita Van Dyk Janita Van Dyk is a PhD candidate in anthropology with a collaborative specialization in food studies at the University of Toronto, and serves as the reviews editor for Gastronomica. Her work examines how people use time and temporality to reimagine their relationships to food, place, and value in Northern Italy. She also researches past and present social theories of fungi in anthropology, as well as changes to Italian Canadian food retailing in Toronto. Search for other works by this author on: This Site PubMed Google Scholar Gastronomica (2023) 23 (1): 77–82. https://doi.org/10.1525/gfc.2023.23.1.77 Views Icon Views Article contents Figures & tables Video Audio Supplementary Data Peer Review Share Icon Share Facebook Twitter LinkedIn MailTo Tools Icon Tools Get Permissions Cite Icon Cite Search Site Citation Janita Van Dyk; Setting the Table for Friendship. Gastronomica 1 February 2023; 23 (1): 77–82. doi: https://doi.org/10.1525/gfc.2023.23.1.77 Download citation file: Ris (Zotero) Reference Manager EasyBib Bookends Mendeley Papers EndNote RefWorks BibTex toolbar search Search Dropdown Menu toolbar search search input Search input auto suggest filter your search All ContentGastronomica Search In the summer of 2022, I brought my beat-up film camera to the field. I imagined snapping photos of the lush Italian summer, the hues of gold- and orange-plastered buildings and terracotta roof tiles, the bustle of small-town life. My intended subjects were tables of food, glasses of wine, and fresh, steaming slices of bread against the backdrop of Bra, Italy, a small city where I had conducted fieldwork among students, activists, and producers associated with the Slow Food movement. I remembered Bra fondly—I had lived in the city for six months prior to the outbreak of the COVID-19 pandemic. I loved walking down the cobbled streets past businesses and restaurants with their warm interior lights casting out on the roadways in the winter evenings. I craved the persistent fumes of cigarette smoke and the clink of wine glasses when passing an enoteca. Even in the dead of winter, patio... You do not currently have access to this content.