Pam Dora’s box….


It occurs to me that the globe artichoke and Facebook have much in common. Neither is blessed with good looks and both have uncertain reputations. For the uninitiated, trying either of them for the first time is akin to opening Pam Dora’s box. Her sister’s box must have been far more tempting as one hears of it being opened regularly and  with devastating results, not only to the intrepid openers, but also to her good name which was left in tatters: very judgmental in my opinion and I don’t think A.Pollo helped, who is god at the Sun, which, on reflection, is not a surprise. Pam’s box, on the other hand, was more like the artichoke. Few rushed to open it and those that liked it are far fewer in number than those who liked Facebook: which I find odd. To my mind, the Camus artichoke has the structure of a Frank Gehry building combined with the looks of Christy Turlington, whereas Facebook looks like street pizza. Yesterday I had a small mouthful of Facebook and it wasn’t as bad as I had imagined although I can’t see it as part of a regular diet. Maybe I’ll get accustomed to her face.


About Food,Photography & France

Photographer and film maker living in France. After a long career in London, my wife and I have settled in the Vendee, where we run residential digital photography courses with a strong gastronomic flavour.
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34 Responses to Pam Dora’s box….

  1. Mad Dog says:

    I wouldn’t swap a decent artichoke for FaceBook – that’s the devil’s music!
    Didn’t A.Pollo have a little caff in Old Compton Street 😉

  2. Now I’m regretting not having spent more time eating artichokes in Spain 😦 Isn’t Pam Dora also related to Bloody Nora?!

  3. Eha says:

    Artichokes any day, pretty of face or not . . . just do not mention Facebook: escaped from it some five years back: if it takes hold of you real life runs a four minute mile thru’ the back door!

  4. Gorgeous photo of the it on the plate. I need a class on the artichoke. I would love to cook it but I can’t get my head round it with the prep! Facebook is a blessing and a curse! It’s annoying but helps me keep in touch with my far flung friends and family.

  5. Conor Bofin says:

    Another thing for me to delve into in France. The artichoke, not the other thing…

  6. Francesca says:

    What an absolutely stunning photograph of an artichoke!!!

  7. Michelle says:

    Oh, artichokes (especially those!) are much more beautiful than Facebook—at least if one’s feed is, like mine, full of nonsense from racists and Xenophobes and otherwise idiotic people I knew way back when. But it’s de rigueur, occasionally interesting and I try to view it as something I have to do for sociological research purposes.

  8. I love the comparison between an artichoke and a Frank Gehry’s building, those structures have indeed a lot in common.

  9. ardysez says:

    Beautiful photo, and very funny analogy, with which I completely agree. I have my reasons for staying with Facebook, but right now they don’t seem adequate. We have a love/hate relationship. With artichokes I hate to prepare them but love to eat them, perhaps I could develop a love for photographing them too that would tip the scales in favour of the latter. 🙂

  10. catterel says:

    Beautiful photos (as usual) – remind me of the fields near my Brittany home where they grow in abundance, looking like aliens but tasting divine.

  11. …and now all I can visualise is Pam Dora’s box 😉

  12. Love the second image. Almost mesmerising with all its patterns

  13. chef mimi says:

    What a funny post! Very enjoyable! Love that second photo…

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