The Politics Of Ice Cubes

In the bar at the fantastic Eat Me restaurant, in Bangkok, the head bartender hand made giant ice balls for some of the drinks he was serving. He'd chisel a chunk off of a huge block of clear ice; then he'd very patiently melt and shave and polish it into a near-perfect sphere about the size of a lemon. It was fascinating to watch.

Rebecca Cohen should probably not go there.