This Printer Stinks

I used to argue we should make printers that put odor on paper; scratch-and-sniff is more challenging than color, therefore more interesting.

It even conforms to Andy Rudoff's dictum: the measure of new technology
is whether it can be used for porn.

Axel and Buck's Nobel Prize made me stop. I decided it would too hard. There are too many orthogonal axes. Consumables would cost a fortune.

Then, along comes this guy, to illustrate that I'm resorting to proof-by-lack-of-imagination:

When the Sous-Chef Is an Inkjet: "'We can create any sort of flavor on a printed image that we set our minds to,' Mr. Cantu said. The connections need not stop with things ordinarily thought of as food. 'What does M. C. Escher's 'Relativity' painting taste like? That's where we go next.'"

Customers pay this guy hundreds of dollars a meal to let them
eat paper. It's a whole new wrinkle on "making money on consumeables," eh?