After an opening at gallery 54 & Box last weekend, a bunch of us went for food and drinks with the guest curator and her crew. At Lokal I ordered tempeh – curious since when I’ve tried to cook it at home it tasted of cat piss and old sweat – but must say that it was a meh experience. The granular texture and earthy taste make for an odd experience, but I don’t know if that is something that one wants to mask (like the absence of taste of tofu) or just get used to. I suspect it’s the latter, in which case I just have no choice but to buy a couple of kilos and pig out. Technically I don’t have to, but my tofu, gherkin and peanut butter diet is getting the better of me.
Time lapse from Lokal. I really ought to get myself one of those auto-rotating tripods for my IXUS.
