i think that a great deal of the otherworldly specialness of take-out/delivery pizza is not the pizza itself, but that special aroma. It’s the aroma of warm, greasy cardboard. That’s what really does it…
January 5, 2006
August 1, 2005
everything that’s wrong with the world
Okay. This is evil in it’s most subtle and sublime form, don’t you think? “Mommy, mommy! i wanna be a multi-disciplinary championship eater when i grow up!” C’MON, PEOPLE! GET A GRIP!! (the sounds of purging echo dully in the background…)
October 20, 2004
the perfect carrot
i just ate the perfect carrot. It came from a local organic farm, and is surely the last of the season. It waited for me patiently in the bottom of the fridge.
Crisp, sweet, and translucent on my tongue. Bit off in thin slices, cleaving cleanly between my teeth.
