At the Toilet Bowl restaurant in Taiwan (where else?), patrons dine amid potty appointments. They sit on toilets and eat from bowls, the dinner lit by urinal sconces and the like. We wonder if the bill is two-ply and quilted. It’s right up our Fenton Bailey’s alley, who’s flush with excitement for the idea and has filed this report:

Love this. It reminds me of that scene in The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie, where traditional roles are reversed and people take their dumps publicly and their meals privately.

So the idea of a social event is everyone sitting on toilets reading magazines piled on a dining room table. Then, from time to time, someone excuses themselves, pulls up their pants and goes off to a little cubilce where they eat food in private.

For me this outrageous reversal of conventions illustrates the way we feel when we so much as hear about people going to see a porn film like Deep Throat in public. So acclimated are we to the idea of porn being something privately consumed that the very idea of people doing it in public is as outrageous as people having a pooh party instead of a dinner party.

– Fenton Bailey