Chick played the piano, all I could do was sit there and listen.
> kummerspeck (German for grief bacon)
Raises more questions than it answers
Source: native speaker, reasonably literate
It's a relatively common word. I still remember that I first saw it as a kid in a Garfield comic strip ("Lieber Kummerspeck als gar nichts zu Essen").
focus.de: "Die Wahrheit über Kummerspeck - Wie die Seele uns dick macht"
spiegel.de: "Essen gegen Stress und Frust: Was tun gegen Kummerspeck"
bildderfrau.de: "Warum Kummerspeck so gefährlich ist"
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#onlyonHN
So it literally refers to the _fat_ (speck) someone gains by eating while feeling _grief or sorrow_ (kummer). Except that the specific word for fat they use is the word for _animal fat_ and in some instances literally means bacon. What an interesting word.
> Raises more questions than it answers
True. As a native speaker I know the word, but the sentence makes little sense to me.
One could gain Kummerspeck (over weeks, months or years), but one could not be looking like Kummerspeck or sitting there like Kummerspeck. Unless in English the word has been loaned and the meaning shifted over time as it sometimes happens with loan words.
One could very well be in the emotional state for Kummerspeck in that state of their lives, which is what is implied here.
Basically parent means: "[Corea] saw in me that I have wanderlust, and that I'm depressed and fat from it".
That is, the parent feels like Corea identified and expressed his personal and emotional state at the time, with his playing....
To me, kummerspeck is the feeling of being unable to distinguish between the tears running down your face or the grease on your chin. It’s a feeling of relishing in the grief of burying someone who would want you to eat a ton of bacon at their funeral to celebrate their life.
Emotions are rarely simple or easy to explain. It’s still worth the effort to try though.
Puzzle = rompecabezas (literally, breaks heads)
mask (like we've been wearing for the last year) = tapabocas (covers/plugs mouths)
half-sleep = duermevela (sleep candle)
There are more, these are just two of my favorites.
> I was also a newly married man who had gained some weight.
> As Chick tickled the ivories, he whispered, "I shall call the song of your life 'The Imitation Game'."
> A moment later, he whispered my name. I do not recall me telling him my name.
> "I wrote this for you, Benedict Kummerspeck," whispered Chick.