I once saw a picture in the paper of John Hegley with 'poet' written on his knuckles and I thought that was pretty cool so I was quite up front about it.
They eat the dainty food of famous chefs with the same pleasure with which they devour gross peasant dishes mostly composed of garlic and tomatoes or fisherman's octopus and shrimps fried in heavily scented olive oil on a little deserted beach.
