Tinned Fish Review
Wednesday - Cento anchovies remind me of returning from europe and finding myself as it had been when i left, in the back of st marks with dan and sam, i brought them with tomatoes some herbal cheese and a marczyk baguette, it was perfect. Dan said i had him eating like an alleycat (whole milk & tins of fish, not together)
I had last bought groceries when i was delirious and most things spoiled due to a combined malaise, there were cento anchovies and an apple though, i think i had consumed 50mg thc.
Cream cheese, artichoke hearts, harissa, fresh mint, and of course the anchovies on GF seeded crispbread. Way too fucking salty, choked it down.
Cream cheese, fig butter, light application, and the anchovies, palatable, far less photogenic, fucking sucked to eat still. No photo, i hated how it looked
four out of ten i guess, i think meant to be eaten with fresh ingredients, was surprised by this as these are so close to my heart.
I had nourished myself enough to solder, alex g came on as i had made my first alteration. Sorry i feel like my brain is unequipped for machines, they’re so linear. I was soon tired, i think maybe better suited to egg punk/adderall than dissonance and weed. I need to do some reading, http://www.anti-theory.com/soundart/circuitbend/cb01.html and research Reed Ghazala.
Sunday - also a tinned fish day, this one was strange though. There was an intense rose petal synchronicity, goodbye horses played countless times. Just in that one bathroom though. I needed food as equally badly as sleep. Cart driver has sardines and bread on their late night happy hour, it comes with a bit of pate too, its ideal. I ran into people, I did not desire familiarity, one of whom was in a cape. I was careful to take my ambien before i started eating because it does not work on a full stomach. It was nutritionally dense. Six out of ten maybe, score having more to do with myself than the food
Currently eating a tin of sardines as i write this chronologically inaccurate post about nothing, mixed into a kale salad. Wild planet sardines with lemon are significantly better than fishwife’s version and ⅓ the cost. This was probably a 5/10 meal, I’m anemic and depressed, food tastes like styrofoam, the only thing I want is red meat.
