I really enjoyed this reading. It was funny and completely irreverent, the kind of subject that no one particularly cares about but everyone likes to read about. I actually laughed out loud at the section about the people burning down their houses to get more roast pig because they didn't realize they could just cook them.
And, was it just me, or were the descriptions of the food at least mildly sexual? For example, the description about pineapple on page 166: "...a delight, if not sinful, yet so like to sinning...too ravishing for mortal taste...like lovers' kisses, she biteth - she is a pleasure bordering on pain from the fierceness and insanity of her relish...". I mean, seriously. The innuendo is pretty clear I think.
I also found the section about the young boy giving his aunt's cake to the beggar interesting, and reminded me of a discussion we had in psychology last year: is there such a thing as altruism, or is all philanthropy really just a selfish way to make the giver feel better? I'm thinking specifically of the quote on page 167 that says "I walked on a little, buoyed up, as one is on such occasions, with a sweet soothing of self-satisfaction."
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