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Manfood Column Found

    [From longlost Rough Draft column, mysteriously missing from Post site:]

    The other day a colleague took me to lunch at a place that serves girlfood. I began panting and twitching like a cornered ferret.

    Girlfood always comes on a delicate glass plate, with sprigs of eccentric greenery, decorative squirts of fat-free raspberry puree, some anorexic carrots, a radish sculpted to resemble a tulip, and, finally, anchoring the ensemble, a half-dollar-size medallion of boneless, skinless, meatless chicken. You wash it down with some spritzy stuff from a crystal flute so fragile it will shatter if you gaze at it too intently. The only thing missing from this dainty meal is what men would call food.

  [Read the entire column in the Tallahassee Democrat.]


By Joel Achenbach  |  September 6, 2005; 6:22 PM ET
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