Some images capture starkly the connection between biology and food (two things I love, which are inextricably connected) in ways that are disturbing. To me.
(IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO SEE A PHOTOGRAPH of ANIMAL-AS-FOOD, skip this post.)
Such is the case for the image (far, far) below, found at http://blog.alimentationgenerale.fr. It's far, far below to protect those who wish to avoid seeing a pretty frank animal-as-food photograph.
This image also connects with other parts of my brain, including man-as-omnivore, sustainable living (witness NOT wasting animal parts), photography (clean, minimalist black and white 50's-style I am drawn to, crazy about, tho' subject puts me on instant diet), and my latent leanings toward vegetarianism.
And the part of me that lead to becoming a biologist--I feel a great empathy toward non-human animals.
And plants.
Trust me, I am the WORST plant thinner ever. I find it very difficult to, for example, pluck out baby beet plants who (oops) just look so psyched to LIVE. Who am I to kill them just because I want 20 big beets versus 1000 tiny scrunched up red string-roots?
But I also have a great regard for the very basic living involved in an independent, sustainable human lifestyle, which includes many who are not vegetarians, and either raise and slaughter their own meat or know the people who do.
Anyhow, this came up 'cause a friend is in Paris and he posted today that he finally ate "tete de veau" and was very grateful for the abundance of wine. Of course I had to look it up.
For some strange reason, no French was in my brain that moment (maybe the lack of circumflex in tete de veau?) and the way I pronounced it (in my head) was "teh-teh" de veau. Odd.
Which left me totally unprepared for:
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To make it all the more bizarre, I've been on this Julia Childs "Mastering the Art of French Cooking" kick, 3 recipes in the last 3 weeks or so. LOVE Julia. Watched her (repeat) cooking shows when I was a kid. I was a total non-cook but I just loved her.
However, watching the movie Julie and Julia, I also knew that I would NEVER make the lobster dish.
So not boiling a live creature. Won't even consider it. (No judgment on anyone else.)
But I can see Julia making tete de veau, and she probably has. Multiple times. With gusto.
Anyhow, this photograph just captured so well the uncomfortable intersection of different parts of my knowledge/experience/education/emotions/aesthetic that are obviously not super resolved.
Otherwise, I'd have a clear feeling about this image (amazing, fascinating, horrifying) vs. an inarticulate "oh....my" response.
I guess that means the emotional box I'd check to describe my feelings (amazed? fascinated? horrified?) about this image is: all of the above.
biobabbler
P.S. Will be in non-computer-mode for next 3-ish days so won't post during that time. Passez un bon week-end!
