The Cannibal Cafe Forum Archive - ((top))

: Most readable snapshots are from the late 90s (1998–1999).

And always, between the posts of performative culinary experimentation and the feverish "is this legal" threads, were those messy human things: loneliness, grief, hunger. A woman called AfterDinner posted pictures of a plate with a single slice of something arranged around a smear of purée. The accompanying note was short: "I lost my brother. He wanted to be remembered. We ate the recipe he loved." Comments poured in — comfort, accusation, curiosity. "Did you have consent?" someone asked. "How did he ask?" she answered, "He wrote it down. He laughed. He said I had to keep the secret." the cannibal cafe forum archive