Fake Food Porn

I have an obsession with fake food.

“In the window of the museum shop, I spotted a stack of pancakes on a white plate, butter melting on its syrupy surface. Was it a Lichtenstein? I wondered. I went inside. No, it was a ceramic object, made in Taiwan. It cost $25. I bought it. I fell in love.”

Like Mameve states above, mine came on slowly – beginning with a sushi magnet bought in a food district in Tokyo, and in its current manifestation it leaves me longingly staring at catalogues and restaurant windows.  Its nice to know I’m not alone in admiring these pieces of art imitating life.

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