We are what we eat. We eat. We shit. Our produce grow from shit-fertilized soil. We become shit. Festive as that may be, enter the the "Eatateria," to discover an ever-increasing assortment of recipes for lovely meals, which we will soon shit out.
I eat, and I shit; therefore, "I am."
Saturday, September 17, 2005
The Anticlimactic Premiere:)
Possible recipe & food photoblog tonight: Indian Style Tomato Mint Shrimp.
Stay tuned. I haven't pinched off this turd of an idea.