Maybe it is getting off the point, but one always needs to eat, unless the breatharian thing has been chosen and conquered, so here are some pics of food to make the statement that I am not too cool to put what I had for dinner out on the net. I tend to avoid the “I am a ….arian” sort of definitions, maybe ‘flexitarian’ is the closest. Food is one of those issues, like sex and money, where the battles of the self can be fought and decided, one of the challenges of collective living.
you are what you eat? or don’t eat? or believe? or think about what you eat? or none of these? who are we at all, food or no?