I’d like to see the face of God, too, but this piece of pita bread, being auctioned online now from New Zealand, isn’t it. I don’t care what the seller says:
“I was tempted to eat it but for some reason I didn’t. I guess what you all want to know is whether it’s a coincidence or real apparition. I’m not really sure.”
I’m pretty sure. Like the Obama toast and the Jesus french fry, visions of messianic food stem from optimism, not divine apparitions.
































