Thursday, March 09, 2006
I've never taken to margarine. It's one of those artificial consumer-foods whose taste and texture constantly remind us that we live in a pre-fab, unnatural era where everything is manufactured and processed, and very little is simply grown and picked.
Who would have thought that I'd grow up to be a granola-crunching, tree-hugging zealot. But there you have it.
Still, I thought its untarnished state was worth a picture. It's been a couple of months since I took this, and I'm still wondering what that thing in the middle reminds me of. I think I'm perhaps afraid to find out.
Your turn: So what does that protrusion in the middle look like?