Saiety artists.
All foraged food for a year? I call bullshit. Or, better yet, I call Kafka. These foraging is the new black stunts have got to stop. And, yes, Barbara, eating local is now so five minutes ago. Reducing mindful eating to trends, which are then expressed as orthoexic performances, a la Kafka's Hunger Artist, is the best way I can think to keep the vast majority of us eating Frankencorn, and the vast majority of pigs swimming around in lakes of their own shit.


Does dumpster diving count as forraging? End-aisle samples?
Posted by: Rose's Lime | Tuesday, 08 April 2008 at 11:35 AM
That should be "orthorexic", but great post.
Posted by: don luis | Tuesday, 08 April 2008 at 01:55 PM