On the way home from a book launch for Pranks 2 (complete with live panel of subversive billboard mutilators) at Bluestockings Bookstore, I spotted this frightening food tableau in the window of some anonymous eatery in Chinatown consisting of sad meat shank, taxonomically unknown sealife and glistening rib rack. Cara pointed out the existential quandry of the barbecued duck at the bottom attempting to get a drink out of the greasepan it probably just finished bathing in.
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