I don't know who would eat another kind after reading this book. For one, I've finally transitioned over to organic apples.
As a pallid yellow-thumb aspiring to green, I know I learned a few things. I assume it went down like this: "What's this? A giant, saltwater, armor-clad cockroach? Definitely looks poisonous.Fuck it, I'm hungry." Trying new, unknown food must have been done on a dare or at least with starvation lurking close at-hand.įarmers on any scale will enjoy and find use in The Botany of Desire. Michael Pollan is more humorous and, let's just say, more adventurous than one might expect from a journalist/botanist (see his passages on hallucinogenic plants.) I appreciate his willingness to "go first" in the same way I tip my hat to daring bastard who first tried, say, lobster. To that last end, I found the chapter on Johnny Appleseed very enlightening as well as highly entertaining.
I love books that open my eyes, teach me something, and even go so far as to re-educate me on the fallacies foisted upon me by ill-informed elementary school teachers.
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