Says Kathy,
> Missed you all, wasabi and syrup.
Now there's an idea! Wasabi syrup! I guess it would be called "wasabi
sauce". A sign of deep cultural conservatism, attachment to the details
of the existent, that no one in Japan ever turned the rahter solid,
crumbly green stuff into hotsauce. Although some brilliant type did
apply it to green peas and make them crunchy. If you are ever bored
("ever to say you're bored," said John Berryman's mother, "means you
have no inner resources." Poor John.) do buy them (Kasugai Roasted Hot
Green Peas, saying at top of package "A Happy Present From [series of
Japanese glyphs]) and you will cease to be bored immediately. The most
stange juxtaposition of flavors, which makes you begin to notice other
strange juxtapositions. The immanence of the wonderful becoming imminent
and then present, right inside your own head.
Proximity of mouth, nose, and brain. This must be meaningful.
Have there been any fluxus artists who have experimented with the effect
on perception/cognition of flavors and smells?
(crunch crunch)
AK
