Jul 24, 2017 · 1 min read
Our society has this weird obsession with sex. Try substituting
“cooking” for sex and “taste buds” for genitals. For instance:
“When you define [cooking] as pleasuring each other’s [taste buds]…you quickly run out of excuses for being either disinterested in [cooking]or not ‘good at it.’”
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“Set aside every preconception about what [cooking]is supposed to look like, and just fucking do the research together until you’re both masterful at generating pleasure in each other’s [taste buds].”
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“Here are things that don’t get in the way of good [cooking]:
- You don’t have time or energy. This is backward. Good [cooking] is incredibly generative. You know this. Regular somatosensory pleasure gives you more time and energy. It’s a necessary, health-promoting nutrient.”
You get the idea. Or substitute [talking] and [intellect]. Or [exercising] and [muscles]. Or [singing] and [ears]. Does our obsession with sex seem weird yet?
