Racial Indigestion: Eating Bodies in the 19th Century

Acknowledgments

ix Acknowledgments Though I will come quickly to the long list of people to whom I am indebted, I hope that I will be forgiven a quick digression so that I may acknowledge the many tables where I began to observe the politics of food and eating. Eating and cooking—at restaurants or at home—have always gone hand in hand with the world of ideas and art for me. I stumbled over many of the ideas in this book either talking and eating with family or, alternately, sitting alone in a café or bar with a cold cup of coffee, something small and delicious (and, while a student, cheap), and my laptop or a book. To wit, let me start with my mother, Lydia Wazana, and her restaurant Miro—formerly La Pizzeria—which is to be found beachside in Cabarete, the Dominican Republic. Anyone whose parent runs a restaurant knows how lucky I have been to have Miro to retreat to. To Miro I would add Friday-night Shabbat French fries at my great-grandmother’s; Saturday dafinas in my grandmother Margaret Reboh’s home; breakfasts, lunches, and dinners with my aunts Kathy and Madeleine Wazana; and my aunt Nadine Reboh’s excellent grilled cheese sandwiches. For intellectual nourishment I owe many thanks to the professors and teachers who inspired and guided me along the way, including my high school teacher John Pendergrast, who, though he may not know it, changed everything with a few words. At York University I was lucky not only to learn literary theory from Marie-Christine Leps and postcolonial theory and literature from Arun Mukherjee but to be a part of a group of activist intellectual women who congregated around what is now the Centre for Women and Trans People. Almost everything I know about teaching I learned at a university where most of us were from the first generation in our family to attend a postsecondary school. During my master’s degree at the University of Toronto I was aided along the way by Chelva Kanaganayakam and Garry Leonard. A few words—not enough, surely— must go to Linda Hutcheon: adored mentor, intellectual idol, and, now, x Acknowledgments friend. I am but one of a long list of Canadian-born scholars who were fortunate to be her student, receiving the benefits of her advice and role modeling. At Stanford University I was guided along by the example and generous advice of David Palumbo-Liu, Sharon Holland, Paula Moya, Harry Elam, Michael Thompson, Oksana Bulgakowa, Jack Rakove, Akhil Gupta, Seth Lerer, and Yvonne Yarbro Bejarano. I was lucky to be able to participate in Sander Gilman’s “Body Matters” seminar at Cornell’s School for Criticism and Theory: many of the ideas shared in that classroom and over lunch and dinner in Ithaca found their way into this book. Similarly I must thank Ann Laura Stoler, whose seminar at Stanford introduced me to many of the key concepts I needed to work through my materials. A special mention to Jan Hafner and Monica Moore, proxy moms to us all in the Program in Modern Thought and Literature. The project was conceived in Jeffrey Schnapp’s “Food and Literature” seminar but born in Jay Fliegelman’s “Eighteen-Forties” seminar, more specifically in his generous and brilliant feedback to my final paper for that class. I am particularly grateful to Scott Bukatman, whose example as a teacher and scholar showed me what it was like to live a joyful intellectual life, and to Hilton Obenzinger for giving me a job and also great, and blunt, advice when I needed it. And of course, one can never ever thank one’s committee enough: to Arnold Rampersad for pushing me to see the relationship between good writing and clear ideas and for his reminder to love literature for what it is and aspires to be; to Estelle Freedman as an example of human kindness, intellectual integrity, and fierce feminist grace; and to Sianne Ngai for all of the above, plus the great gift of not only believing in the project but telling me to take what was already there and to keep going to the creative and intellectual edge. And of course, again, to Linda, for being my external reader and long-distance sounding board. To this list I must add the fellow students with whom I was lucky enough to share the peaks and valleys of graduate education. Thanks and love to Lara Doan, Daniel Kim, Tim...