Oysters, Medieval Peasants, and Returning to the Rainforest

Return to the RainforestBBC
“David Good’s parents come from different countries – hardly unusual in the US where he was raised. But the 25-year-old’s family is far from ordinary – while his father is American, his mother is a tribeswoman living in a remote part of the Amazon. Two decades after she left, David realized he had to find her.”

The Notorious MSG’s Unlikely Formula for SuccessBuzzfeed
“In the last three years, perhaps the boldest thing Chef David Chang has done with food is let it rot. In his tiny Momofuku research and development lab in New York’s East Village, Chang and his head of R&D Dan Felder have obsessed over the many delicious things that happen when molds and fungi are treated like gourmet ingredients rather than evidence that you need to clean out your fridge.”

Murder by CraigslistThe Atlantic
“Davis heard a click, and the word fuck. Spinning around, he saw Jack pointing a gun at his head. Where we got that deer at last time. In a flash, it was clear to Davis: he was the next deer.”

Why a Medieval Peasant Got More Vacation Time Than YouReuters
“Life for the medieval peasant was certainly no picnic. His life was shadowed by fear of famine, disease and bursts of warfare. His diet and personal hygiene left much to be desired. But despite his reputation as a miserable wretch, you might envy him one thing: his vacations.”

Sleeping TogetherHarpers
“For ¥3,000, or about thirty dollars, I had gotten a membership card at Tokyo’s first co-sleeping café, and then I paid another ¥3,000 for forty minutes of sleeping; it’s ordinarily ¥5,000, but as a first-timer I was eligible for a promotional rate.”

Slurred Lines: Great Cocktail Moments in Famous LiteratureSmithsonian
“Drinking might not make a great writer, but it does sometimes make a great story.”

To Live, the Oyster Must DieRoads and Kingdoms
“Some people in these parts say that it was oysters that lured Julius Caesar across the sea from Gaul. That may not be entirely true, but the first capital of the province of Britannia was Colchester, just up the Colne from here, and archaeologists find an uncountable profusion of oyster shells in any Roman site they excavate. At the legionary camp of Caister-on-Sea, they stopped counting the shells when they got to 10,000.”

 

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