the density of ceremony (le creuset stoneware soup bowls)

julian calls these “cereal bowls,” which is the kind of linguistic tragedy i’ve come to expect from a man who views food as mere fuel logistics. to me, these are 22-ounce anchors of premium stoneware. the glaze is non-porous and fired to a density that refuses to absorb the “flavors” of previous meals—a necessary boundary in an apartment where everything feels like it’s been pre-used by a corporate entity. they have a thermal mass that actually holds heat, meaning your soup stays warm long enough for you to finish a chapter of barthes. it’s a non-reactive, scratch-resistant defiance against the flimsy, crazing plastic slop that usually populates these “luxury” kitchenettes.