Pete Cherches blogs about food, travel, literary pursuits and the occasional dream.
posted by Peter Cherches at 2:25 PM
is the author of two volumes of short prose: Condensed Book and Between a Dream and a Cup of Coffee, as well as several limited-edition artist's books. His work has recently appeared in the anthologies Poetry 180 and Up Is Up, But So Is Down: New York's Downtown Literary Scene, 1974-1992. His fiction and short prose work has been featured in a wide range of magazines and journals, including Harper’s, Semiotext(e), Transatlantic Review, Fiction International, and Bomb. Sonorexia, the avant-vaudeville music-performance group he co-led with Elliott Sharp in the 1980s, appeared at such legendary venues as The Mudd Club and CBGB. Cherches is a two-time recipient of New York Foundation for the Arts fellowships in creative nonfiction.
3 Comments:
I'm a vegetarian, but not for health reasons. My great-grandfather, also a vegetarian, died a very, very painful death from stomach cancer after decades of not eating meat. So who knows?
Don't start smoking, though.
i'm running late for work or i'd find the right post. LOVED your story in titular. nicely done, peter. david
I concur. And let's not forget those vegans and vegetarians who crow about the environmental impact of eating meat.
I already live in a city where I ride the train daily. I don't own a car. I have given up mood lighting in my home in using energy-efficient bulbs. I drink soy milk in my coffee instead of cream and sugar.
Yet some of the articles I read would have me slit my wrists over the fact that I eat meat (not every day, but I do eat it) and drink milk.
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