Well this was inevitable. A Chinese restaurateur plans to serve a banquet just outside of Hong Kong with dishes made with human breast milk. This takes the peculiar gastro-sexual practice of serving sushi on a naked woman to the next level, I guess. Is it supposed to be erotic? Exotic? Over-the-top decadent? Perverse? According to the BBC news, “The milk used so far is reported to have come from six peasant women who were still breast-feeding their children. No details have been given on how much they were paid or how much milk was used.” So is it a warped display of power, to command the milk meant for a peasant baby for your own use? Says the unnamed restaurateur: “Our opinion is that we should respect natural things . . . . When the customers are having the human milk banquet, they can experience maternal love at the same time.”
That’s fantastic. (Though I wonder, do the diners at White Castle experience atavistic bloodlust and the thrill of the kill at the same time when they eat their burgers? Do we experience the cow’s love when we eat cheese?) Could this be the reductio ad absurdem of the organic food trend? What could be healthier than food made solely for humans by humans? No plants or animals are harmed in the process; we lessen our ecological footprint.