It has become much harder, in the past century, to tell where the garden leaves off and pure nature begins.

Are we, finally, speaking of nature or culture when we speak of a rose (nature), that has been bred (culture) so that its blossoms (nature) make men imagine (culture) the sex of women (nature)? It may be this sort of confusion that we need more of.

We're spending, on average, 27 minutes a day cooking and about four minutes cleaning up, so basically about a half hour. Any one of TV shows takes twice as long to watch as that, which I think is very interesting because the main excuse people give for not cooking is they don't have time to cook, but somehow they're finding time to watch other people cook or eat on TV.

The garden suggests there might be a place where we can meet nature halfway.

My work has also motivated me to put a lot of time into seeking out good food and to spend more money on it.

In a way, the most morally troubling thing about killing chickens is that after a while it is no longer morally troubling.

So that's us: processed corn, walking.