Fall non-required reading

It's been a while. The non-virtual world has had a hold on me, but colder air and red-skied mornings have me feeling ready to stare into the screen. Lately I've been staring at other things, namely pages: Michael Pollen's latest Cooked, which naturally I've been reading while eating because what else? Among interesting details (99% of the DNA we carry around in our bodies belongs to bacteria! Are we superorganisms?) was a nice long musing on the erotics of disgust. The erotics of disgust.

Pollen, of course, was writing about cheese, but these are some of the most beautiful words I've read in a long time, Camembert or no. Going to keep thinking about this.