I find it interesting that okcupid tends to match me to professors, writers, farmers/craftspeople, and people who live in the nonprofit world. I wouldn't have guessed it, but it seems right.
Art of War; children's literature; Cook's Illustrated, John Cole, Tom Levenson at Balloon Juice; Ta-Nehisi Coates, Zen Shorts, Ajahn Amaro, Ajahn Sumedho, Father Thomas Keating, Portuguese, poetry, William James, the U.S Constitution, Shakespeare, Music as Social Life, conversation, Christopher Alexander, Kevin Lynch, cookbooks.
Apocalypse Now, The Gods must be Crazy, King of Hearts, Pane e Tulipane, Karate Kid and many martial arts movies, Princess Bride, Rashomon, Housekeeping.
Anything I can dance to. Cole Porter, the Bone Conduction Music Show, Beethoven, Leonard Cohen, Maria Callas, Louis Armstrong, Gypsy Kings, Neville Mariner and the Academy of Saint-Martin-in-the-fields, the dearly departed Big Grove Zydeco (and any band with Tom or Matt Turino or Gordon Kaye), Tom Waits, Yo Yo Ma, Pink Martini, White Ghost Shiver, Randy Newman, Gregorian chant, J.S. Bach.
San Francisco, family run ethnic restaurants, piney woods, Gintaras on Lake Michigan, fire pits, Rodin Museum, the bioluminescent bay in Viequez, Peaks' Island and Casco Bay, Paris, the Finger Lakes, Venice, Lake Mooselookmeguntic, Malta, tidal pools, the greek islands, Vermont, Ithaca. Places that are themselves, and not anywhere else.
Mark Rothko, Fred Astaire, J.S. Turner, van Gogh, Picasso, Jose Limon, Jack Benny, Mark Morris, watercolor. I notice and appreciate great design and great craftsmanship -- in architecture, cars, engineering, cities, clothes, food, in the art of living well.
Just about everything, from diner food to haute cuisine to food from around the world. I like improvising in the kitchen, making something from nothing. I would go out of my way for great ice cream, a stellar bakery, an amazing lobster boil. I like eating sushi with my fingers, and playing with wasabi -- trying to get it to just the right point, where your eyes water and that tingle goes up your spine and out of the top of your head, but you're not *really* in (very much) pain.