Real ones go ink foraging, apparently

Five hour foraging trips are either gonna be extremely your shit or not, but we can all live our best vicariously survivalist lives with this cute lil New Yorker piece on using foraged finds to make ink. And if anyone’s got good Hollywood connex, we suddenly have an idea for a rom-com about an ink forager and book-binder that we’d like to make happen...

Like Deez Links? Forward to someone who totally **would** make their own pokeberry ink.