I discovered this half-eaten baked potato on the
sidewalk next to a telephone pole one evening while walking to a party with
friends. The potato’s lack of toppings apparently made it no less appealing to
the many pavement ants that crawled on and around it. There were also several
empty mussel shells, a package of wet naps, and an empty beer. The mussel
shells led me to believe that at least some of this food assortment was from
nearby Taylor Shellfish, where I once ate seven sautéed Mediterranean mussels
for a review I was writing, although I am vegetarian and people eating
shellfish always look to me like they are ingesting many small whole vaginas.
The strangest thing about this group of discarded foods was that it was
impossible to imagine how they had been transported. There was no plate to be
seen, and why would anyone throw their plate away but leave their beer bottle
and wet naps on the ground? Also, it didn’t make sense that someone who drinks
on the street would be unable to finish a potato. I am considering buying a
beer and a plain baked potato to find out if the beer somehow impedes the
potato eating process.
If you find food on the street, send location and description to sgalvin1000@gmail.com
If you find food on the street, send location and description to sgalvin1000@gmail.com
