Life follows <-- Sci-fi Art?

Are we entering the nouveau round-the-campfire scenario..
where geezers of 45-50 tell the tykes, over their bowls of gruel -- about fruits, spices, avocadoes! ____?

Time to reread about the pre-Nintendo Eloi.
(Only now, instead of that mouldering library, they will have modern spinning magnetic things, where nothing-can-go-wrong ... and all the pictures of the missing foods will be preserved for inspection, perhaps even with smell-o-vision.)

{sniff}

Maybe a bit cruel though, Hey, bunky: >this< was a banana frappé. Want one? Sorry, sucker; your ancestors cudn't spel monoculture. Have an ersatz-chocolate gruelburger.