I don’t usually tell people this because I’m afraid they’ll think I’m a snob. In my defense, I should say I also read The Onion, goof around on Facebook and will look for the most recent issue of People when I’m getting my hair done.
But, in truth, my heart yearns for the ivory tower — well, except for the whole masters-degree-seeking cargo-shorts-wearing tree-hugger lifestyle part. I recycle and like yoga, but I’m pretty attached to my day job.
I say all this because I have a book to give away to a kindred spirit. It’s the summer 2011 issue of Lapham's Quarterly, a digest created by former Harper’s editor Lewis Lapham. The issue contains dozens of short writings on the subject of food. That’s the only criteria. The writings can be funny, sad, exotic, interesting or just plain odd. Lapham chose writings from throughout human history, including one essay written in 2200 B.C. and a Los Angeles Times story published this year.
My point is, if this issue (220 pages, $15 cover price) interests you on some level, send me an e-mail with your name, address and keyword “Lapham.” The address is firstname.lastname@example.org. If anyone enters, I’ll choose one fellow geek to send my extra copy to.
But you can’t have mine. You wouldn’t want it. It’s all dogeared.