oh i’m such a pig…
i just had the best lebanese food. now i’m all greasy and happy. i had hummos and tabouleh and this lentil thing with cracked wheat and these little breads with oregano and garlic and it was all so good.
maybe i should move to the mediterranean and open a hotel and get fat and just swim and eat.
i’m just feeling so contented right now. who made this food?
it was so good. people often wonder what vegans eat.
what a strange question. we eat everything except for animals and animal products. so no pig, cow, chicken, fish, eggs, or dairy.
there. 5 or 6 things we can’t eat. about 10,000 things that we can.
like this greasy lebanese food that is making my fingers slip around on this keyboard. i will have fond dreams of those greasy little breads with oregano and garlic.
so unapolegitically greasy and delicious.
that’s it. screw the music business. i’m moving to the mediterranean.
anywhere warm with nice beaches and nice food. i’m not picky. crete. corsica. greece. the balearics. it all sounds nice to me. maybe more towards the eastern end of the mediterranean. that’s where they make the best tabouleh, etc, right?
some greasy food is repulsive, but some food just feels oily and healthy.
like it’s coating me with love and delicousness.
ok, enough of this rhapsodic waxing about oily food. but i do love it.
-moby