Books to Eat

I'm slowly trying to remember bits of my life that do not involve the Chicago Manual of Style. It's hard, I know, but I'll get there.

Here's something that helps: the Edible Books Festival. Blake Eskin has a piece on it in the Times book review this week: some wacky California librarians came up with the idea for a new April Fool's celebration that would combine foolery, books, and a celebration of Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin (who wrote The Physiology of Taste [1825]). The results are goofy, beautiful, gross, and amazing.

Anyway, take a look at the gallery.