Of course there’s a connection between food, love and sex, right? Just turn on your TV. Yes, that camera slowly panning across the glistening, bubbly surface of take-out pizza and the tantalizing shot of an ooey string of melted mozzarella is meant to advertise, well, pizza, just like the image of a young woman, eyes closed in a visage of bliss, teasingly pulling a spoon from her dewy lips is intended to sell … yogurt (!?). But c’mon. It’s pleasure they’re selling, and it’s not pleasure of the m…