da Vinci's Birthday

Leonardo was born on this day in 1452. Dan Brown thanks God everyday for this event.


Caught in a whirling paradox of religion and science; of murder and love; of chaos and complexity; of peanut butter and chocolate; peas and mayonnaise; while riding a wave of pack mentality, served with a nice, tall glass of mediocrity. A symbologist (apparently all the semioticians at Harvard were busy) receives an urgent late-night phone call: the elderly curator of the Louvre has been murdered inside the museum. Near the body, police have found a baffling cipher it reads “be sure to drink your Ovaltine…and this book is a steaming pile…”

A steaming pile… a steaming pile of what? What could it be?