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."
Sunday, July 12, 2015
Something I Threw Together: Octopus Okonomiyaki
Okonomiyaki with poached octopus, pan seared scallops and sriracha mayo.