Via Longreads, a piece by Brent Cunningham at Lapham's Quarterly that had me at hello:
In January 1985, Pizza Hut aired a commercial in South Carolina that featured a condemned prisoner ordering delivery for his last meal.
The essay covers many angles of this alternately compassionate, perverse and titillating idea—the paradox of "marking the end of a life with the stuff that sustains it," the plain fact that "eating and dying are universal and densely symbolic human processes." There's of course a lot of great history: in Rome, gladiators were feasted well on the night before the arena, and the Aztecs, as part of a [...]
So here's my question: my boyfriend and I are moving in together next month (hurray!) and we have pretty polar opposite taste in foods. He has never met a vegetable he didn't like and could kind of take or leave dessert most of the time. My favorite food groups are cheese, chocolate, and coffee, and while I enjoy veggies, I would never pick beets over a brownie. He would be happy to have salad for dinner every night, whereas I tend to want something more akin to meat and potatoes. Do you have any ideas for me? Unhealthy veggies? Healthy cheesy things? Chocolate-covered kale does not sound so good to [...]
Just when you think a subject (the difference between "porn sex" and "real sex") has been run into the ground by a stampede of good intentions, you watch an airy three-minute video of fruits and vegetables and a crisp, soothing British voice explaining statistics that make you go WHAT? omg WHATTT, and you realize you don't know anything, and that life is a forest of the strange and unknowable. Mostly SFW, except for this one part where a banana emerges from a jar of chocolate with a truly alarming close-up on the choco texture.
Six-time novelist Kate Christensen has written another beautiful book, and this one's a memoir, out now from Random House. It’s called Blue Plate Special, after the home-cooked, simple but sustaining meals her mother used to make. As I read Kate’s “autobiography of appetites”—some food-based but others not; this is a story of life told through food in the venerable tradition of M.F.K. Fisher, Laurie Colwin, and Ruth Reichl, and its scope is much greater than what’s on a plate—I laughed and cried, and sometimes I snacked. As Kate writes in her prologue, “to taste fully is to live fully. And to live fully is to be awake and responsive [...]