food

1. there is social eating but it does not include much public interaction with the food after it has been chewed.  the food is there on the plate, or twitching on the ground, whatever.  it looks delicious, i'm going to tear it to pieces & chew it up into mush & swallow it, it will keep me alive.  i am so thankful for the victim, its death is my life.  we sort of honor this fundamental quality of food by trying to combine the eating with other fun stuff to make a fun feast, bonhomie, glass of wine in afternoon, nibbling at the delicious victims.

once the food gets in the mouth & starts to get slimed & chewed this love affair with the victim enters the flavor zone & moves out of the visual.  chewed food behavior involving taking it out of the mouth & playing with it, chewing it up & displaying it as it is deconstructed, sharing it dyadically or parentally, more or less odd in my culture, though i've heard of rugged cultures where the parents prechew the walrus blubber etc. for the kids.  on the cooking shows they eat the food but you don't get closeups of open mouths chewing.  that would be phagographic.  apparently there is no serious market for that kind of entertainment: no movies of people eating each other's chewed food, no closeups of the food as it turns into food.  we each eat too much or not by ourselves, sitting there at the table together, maybe sharing a dish, but each eating our own food.

2. the mighty worm crawling over the bacterial mat, devouring everything in its path, fearlessly processing lives into food, taking all the good stuff, leaving the junk behind.

3. the delicious joy of the mashed up and broken open body, slow drip of fluids

4. a rich subject, filled with pink tones & delicious flavors & textures.