Two UCLA researchers are developing a new method that uses a natural molecule dubbed UCB - University of California Bone.

A person growing up in the south is more likely to encounter this product. My dad actually liked it, and persuaded me to try some. I still remember what it was like.

First, it was tinny. I didn’t know if brains really tasted that way, or if the can imparted its characteristics to an innocent substance. Second, it wasn’t heated up or mixed with anything to disguise its blatant organic nature. I don’t think it was even in a gravy. There was grittiness, or at least a texture that I seldom found in food. Possibly in a clay or some nonfood item. Not sure, but I think my dad ate it with crackers.

I thought this product no longer existed, but a quick search proves this is not true. The kind I had was neither creamy nor cheesy, and come to think of it, I probably encountered plenty of it in my elementary school cafeteria.

As a kid, I ate my share of Franco-American, the meatless kind, sometimes cold. When I grew up, I would inhale a can from time to time, but then my cheese allergy kicked in. When I had kids, I would eat their leftovers. Is there a can in the cupboard? Used to be, I think I gave it to the postal food drive.

A really messy lunch, especially if more liquid has been added, which makes it drippy and slurpy.

Right, it’s not low-carb either, but dinner will be roast chicken and a salad. I am not what I eat.

A question put to top scientists, whose answers may surprise you. A notable example: Stanley Feldman explains why we are not what we eat.

Adhesives from renewable sources that could replace formaldehyde and petroleum-based products can only be positives. Does this mean that if someone accidentally eats some, it won’t be a bad thing?

Johnson takes the subjects of famous paintings, such as Manet’s sensuous Olympia or Renoir’s couple from Dancers at Bougival, out of their frames, and casts them in bronze. He bridges the perception gap, freeing the viewer to enter the painter’s world, and vice versa.

In Scotland, an albino squirrel has proudly trotted out a lookalike offspring.