Dot has rhubarb in her garden. We picked a bunch the other day. She and Ailz won't eat it but I will. Their loss. I cook it up with ginger and brown sugar and serve it with cream.
It's odd. I think I might turn up my nose at rhubarb watered with human urine, but the pig shit doesn't bother me. I can't really account for the difference but there is one. I think it may have something to do with the taboo on cannibalism.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
branchandroot
no subject
Date: 2012-07-29 07:02 pm (UTC)