Style No. 66: Gastronomical

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A free-run young boy encased in an orange bell pepper soufflé and garnished with a sprig of green whistle thinks pressure-cooked thoughts. His side dish, an inquisitive grilled octopus tentacle, curls around him such that its suckers peer toward the tossed salad at the table’s distant edge. A deep-fried turkey breast with a hidden morsel concealed beneath a shawl of mashed potatoes passes by in the hands of a waiter. Meanwhile, at a table behind them a man who’d consumed too much goose leg confit looks thirstily the other way.

A cheesy photo from Amsterdam.

A cheesy photo from Amsterdam.

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