We photographers get to experience life and keep a memory of it. Later down the road, whether it being just a few weeks or 25 years later, we look back and open that archived folder hidden deep within our sea of hard drives to reminisce about that project you shot way back when with a friend, colleague or family member. Photography sure is a strange profession that shouts out to the masses, but only handpicks a few.
One of those life experiences was consuming dirt after I photographed what was needed to be ran in The Times. I've never eaten dirt before, so I thought it would be interesting to try since I wasn't willing to dish out over $100 USD to eat something I could just dig up myself from a neighbors garden. As with most of the editorial-related stories that I work on where there is typically no shot list provided beforehand, it's kinda up to me to pull it off creatively and bring something back that my editor can use.
So for this story I come in with my Domke F-2 packed somewhat lightly with the Mark IV, 50mm 1.4 and 16-35mm 2.8L. Shot the above of the Ne Quittez Pas owner/head chef posing next to some of his signature dishes (with dirt) in his restaurant in Tokyo. Nice guy he is and I learned during the interview that he had a long boxing career before he decided to retire and pursue his passion in the culinary world.
This plate is labeled as the "soil surprise" dish. I understood why as It tasted pretty gritty as you chew through this thing.
No dinner is complete without soil ice cream. Kinda tasted like you were eating sand but with a nice flavor to it.
And so the adventure still continues...