i’ll just eat whatever.

i'll just eat whatever.

a decade later, i ate ham.

i stopped eating meat because it was too socially, politically, and environmentally complicated a thing. but, when you move to a place where everything you eat is problematic, you have to make a decision. i have no idea where any of my food comes from. produce is grown by paramilitaries, i’m sure; everything else is owned by monsanto. and recycling is like something that happens in a far off land where fairies and kittens reign supreme. fuck it. i can’t be bothered. i’ll eat whatever you give me. except for sancocho y yucca. eso si no.

milk in a bag.

maiz. porfa please, somebody make me una arepa con quezo.

instant coffee in the land of coffee.

deditos de olaya. nothing. better.
like mozzarella sticks touched by god.


About trying not to touch anything

living in a space where i am half packed, or half unpacked, depending on how you look at it; going somewhere else; wanting to write about my misadventures on a planet i don't feel like i should be on

2 responses to “i’ll just eat whatever.”

  1. Lindsay Carlisle says :

    The lack of actual coffee blows my mind. Just.don’t.get it.

    • trying not to touch anything says :

      total guess here, but i assume things grown here are sold somewhere else, and that folks who live here can’t afford them. and they like instant coffee. same way my parents used to love spam.

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