Excuse me? Not to be eaten?
With the goal of a post-class lunch of smoked salmon crepes to lead my empty and protesting stomach on, one excruciating click led slowly to the next.
Always having believed that art is the greatest illusion, I was nonetheless astounded by the level of creative trickery employed by food stylists and photographers. Stabilizers, special powders, glycerin and blow-torches...anything to create an image worthy of the real thing.




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