How Andy Warhol Ate

A chocolate bar between two pieces of bread, you say? Warhol called it 'cake'. He had what you might call a complicated relationship with food. The latest issue of McSweeney's Lucky Peach features a piece on his eating habits, part of which has been published on Slate. Warhol once said:

Food is my great extravagance. I really spoil myself, but then I try to compensate by scrupulously saving all of my food leftovers and bringing them into the office or leaving them in the street and recycling them there. My conscience won’t let me throw anything out, even when I don’t want it for myself. As I said, I really spoil myself in the food area, so my leftovers are often grand—my hairdresser’s cat eats pâté at least twice a week. The leftovers usually turn out to be meat because I'll buy a huge piece of meat, cook it up for dinner, and then right before it’s done I'll break down and have what I wanted for dinner in the first place—bread and jam. I’m only kidding myself when I go through the motions of cooking protein: all I ever really want is sugar. The rest is strictly for appearances...

(Via Bon Appétit)