Rather, it is about simply and fully tasting our ever-so-brief and vulnerable lives with all their pain and joy.
Only if we accept that Nietzsche is right, that God is dead and there is only nothingness after we die, will we then fully experience feel, taste, touch, see, and smell the joys of our bodies and the physical world.
The sommelier had a story for each of the wines, which were mostly organic; each ingredient, though at times elaborately prepared, tasted fully and richly of itself.
Some dishes, like the sheep's milk ricotta gnocchi, don't taste fully developed.
By the time you eat lunch, the grapes will be fully defrosted and taste cool and fresh.
And in the 1920s, journalist William Seabrook wrote that the human flesh he consumed while spending time with some cannibals in West Africa tasted like "good, fully developed veal".
So, for the record: I'm not the Seabrook who witnessed "blood-maddened, sex-maddened, god-maddened" romps by the firelight in Haiti, nor am I the Seabrook who sampled human flesh in the Ivory Coast, "meat that tasted like good, fully-developed veal".
Here are vegetables you may never have tasted, or tasted so fully.
Salt, which shows up in nearly everything, sweet or savory, has been particularly tough to replace because scientists still don't fully understand how humans taste it.
In her 1973 book, Journal of a Solitude, the American writer May Sarton wrote, "Yet I taste life fully only when I am alone here, and the house and I resume old conversation".
