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."
Tuesday, March 14, 2017
Without Commentary: Pie for Pi Day
Sourdough Pizza made w/(33%) King Arthur brand Sprouted Wheat
Flour, Dried Figs, Guaniciale (from Fleishers), Serrano Ham,