Hannibal Lecter (
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Philosophy of Food | Friday, period 1
Hannibal smiled at the students as they filed in, and once they were all there, greeted them.
"Good morning. I am Dr. Lecter; this class is The Philosophy of Food." He handed out the syllabus to each of them. "If you're not in the right place, you're welcome to stay regardless."
He leaned against the desk at the front of the room. "If you'd prefer, you may pull your seats forward, or sit upon the floor. So long as you listen and participate, I'm not bothered where or whether you sit."
He nodded at the syllabus in the nearest student's hand. "You will not need to take any notes, although you may do so if you choose. As you can see, there will be a final project, no exams or quizzes. I have only two requirements for my classes: one, you must participate." He indicated the covered dishes on the desk behind him. "You may choose to eat or not anything I put before you. You may choose to eat none of it; while I might be disappointed, it will in no way affect your grade. However, you must have opinions and speak them, and possibly be prepared to defend them." He smiled.
"My second rule is this – there will be no judging. There will undoubtedly be things presented to you that you do not think of as edible, or that you have a cultural or religious bias against. There may be practices in the raising or creation of food which you may find objectionable. I expect you to say just that, and to be prepared to explain why. There will be no use of the term 'disgusting', no 'ew's or 'gross'es." He frowned. "That will affect your grade if I hear it. You will similarly not judge any of the others here for their opinions on the food."
He stood again. "Introductions are traditional our first week. You may be somewhat tired of them by now, but they are a necessity here. In addition to your name, please tell me any allergies or dietary restrictions you may have. I expect this class to cause you to think about your food and expand your horizons, not kill you from anaphylaxis." Though he did have medicines just in case; he'd never lost a student unintentionally yet, and had no plans of starting now.
He nodded at the first student. "Your turn now."
"Good morning. I am Dr. Lecter; this class is The Philosophy of Food." He handed out the syllabus to each of them. "If you're not in the right place, you're welcome to stay regardless."
He leaned against the desk at the front of the room. "If you'd prefer, you may pull your seats forward, or sit upon the floor. So long as you listen and participate, I'm not bothered where or whether you sit."
He nodded at the syllabus in the nearest student's hand. "You will not need to take any notes, although you may do so if you choose. As you can see, there will be a final project, no exams or quizzes. I have only two requirements for my classes: one, you must participate." He indicated the covered dishes on the desk behind him. "You may choose to eat or not anything I put before you. You may choose to eat none of it; while I might be disappointed, it will in no way affect your grade. However, you must have opinions and speak them, and possibly be prepared to defend them." He smiled.
"My second rule is this – there will be no judging. There will undoubtedly be things presented to you that you do not think of as edible, or that you have a cultural or religious bias against. There may be practices in the raising or creation of food which you may find objectionable. I expect you to say just that, and to be prepared to explain why. There will be no use of the term 'disgusting', no 'ew's or 'gross'es." He frowned. "That will affect your grade if I hear it. You will similarly not judge any of the others here for their opinions on the food."
He stood again. "Introductions are traditional our first week. You may be somewhat tired of them by now, but they are a necessity here. In addition to your name, please tell me any allergies or dietary restrictions you may have. I expect this class to cause you to think about your food and expand your horizons, not kill you from anaphylaxis." Though he did have medicines just in case; he'd never lost a student unintentionally yet, and had no plans of starting now.
He nodded at the first student. "Your turn now."

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Class activity: Try the food and discuss it
"So. Everything here is considered food by someone, and considered inedible by someone else." Even if that someone else was only him. "Eat whatever you like and give the class your opinions. Which of these do you consider food, and which not food, and why?"
The foods are:
Homemade, organic bacon
Small-batch civet coffee, expertly roasted and vacuum-brewed
Huitlacoche, "corn smut", with homemade salsa verde and tortillas
Durian
Very greasy chips, straight from a London chip shop this morning
Homemade head cheese
Sherry, little glasses and all
Fried tarantulas
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It didn't seem so bad, though. Her biggest hang-up was a wince when he mentioned the word gross, because it was pretty much as much a part of her speech patterns as like and whatever and ohmygod. She wondered if she could pass it off as a cultural thing, but then remembered that she didn't care about grades.
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"You know," said Summer to no on in particular as she eyed the tarantulas with a morbid curiosity that would probably never extend beyond curiosity, "I once had ice cream with flies in it."
She thought they were raisins.
She was mostly going to help herself to coffee and bacon, because it was morning and that sounded awesome. And she answer Dr. Lector's question with a mouth somewhat full of the latter, remembered her manners, and covered her mouth with her hand. "I mean, it's all food. Everyone eats something that's weird to someone. I mean, just think about the first person who looked at what came out a cow's utter and was all, 'Oh, yeah, that white stuff that came out of a squishy pink tube attached to a big sack on the underside of an animal sure looks good, let's try it.' Food is really weird when you think about it too much."
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It represented that ice cream was for all beings. It represented peace among the spider overlords and the humans, which wouldn't have even been a problem if it wasn't for her inadvertently starting a war between them in the first place because her grandpa had designed his ship to be a complete and total sociopath when it came to protecting her.
It was complicated. Stupid ship.
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His world had never had spider overlords.
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Hers had bug overlords.
Summer decided to keep it simple with the words of the presidential decree regarding flies in ice cream. "It symbolized that ice cream was for all beings." Complete with opening arm gesture.
Even though she was sure it was pretty much just for the spiders, but what did she know?
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"Yeah," she said. "This was another world, where spiders took over, but, I mean, my world has been taken over by bugs, so...you know."
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Because she really was. She had never made it a secret who her favorite teachers were.
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However, she found that she really liked the Huitlacoche and Durian.
"This fruit... it's kind of intriguing and really tasty."
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He also had his favorites. They included anybody who appreciated his food.
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