But Carême's creations, rather than proving the inherent artiness of food, seem rather to bespeak a jokish spectacularism in an orgy of conspicuous waste.

Hey, do you have any Ubangis in your family? Do old people with lip plates have trouble keeping them in as they age & get all saggy & stuff? Man, I'd hate to have a granny with floppy, wrinkled up niggerlips. Ugh.

In ant societies, the nonreproductives do particular tasks that benefit “the queens,” who reproduce.

Men could look up and understand something of the star-Spangled arch of blue, but the reversed arch or crypt beneath was to the eyes a flesh 'heled, concealed, and never revealed,' […]