[exhibit: The Contained Narrative: Defining the Contemporary Artist's Book]
I bought a zillion tiny books, both there and at the book fair.
Then we saw the Mississippi,
|which was, frankly, a little bit thrilling.|
After that, we went to a fantastic farm to table restaurant that was, as is the nature of such enterprises, also hilarious. Featuring: an improbably wonderful toast course. As in: toast, the bread.
|from right to left: toast & toast accoutrements.|
from top to bottom (toast accoutrements):
fresh whole milk farm (of course) cheese. honey.
bacon-onion jam. toasted pepitas, fennel, and coriander
seeds. mushrooms. slaw of carrot and celery root.
I also wrote a poem about it.