Posts tagged food
Posts tagged food
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Did you ever marry someone and discover he does this with clementines? Just when you think you know a person.
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FROM NOW ON, EVERY TIME I FIND MYSELF BEING TOO NICE AND PEOPLE PLEASE-Y (NOT SPEAKING MY TRUTH, AND GOING ALONG JUST TO GET ALONG, ETC), I’M GOING TO VISUALIZE MYSELF AS THIS SELF-IMMOLATING HOT DOG.
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New York City has all these things that I can’t believe exist: 24-hour nail salons, grocery stores that deliver, an abundance of man-boys, and Governor’s Island.
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If i ate my way through Japan, if I did, it might have looked like this.
Some highlights:
The third photo (looks like spaghetti) is a Hiroshima specialty called okonomikayki. It’s a flat pancake with a layer of udon noodles and eggs, and you use the spatula on the right to cut and eat it.
I realize that sounds gross, and Jessica Brokaw has pointed out that it looks like food she’d left out in her dorm room and forgotten. Nevertheless, it was my favorite. Also, at $10, the only bargain in Japan besides musubi (triangle of seaweed filled with rice), which costs about $2.
Sake is traditionally served in an overflowing cup. Nice! Shows you’re not a cheapo!
MINT Pocky exists.
That sushi was breakfast at 5:30am in Tokyo, after failing to get into the morning’s fish auction, despite arriving at 4:45am. We were beaten by MBA kids who traveled in a pack and got there at 4:30. Jerks.
Lastly, Eric is a carnivore and tried Nagoya raw chicken. See last photo. He also ate whale bacon, but out of respect for Orky and Corky and happy memories of those whales at Marineland, I’m not posting that picture here.
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If you saw Jiro Dreams of Sushi, then you know why I’m smiling like a fool.
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I went to Coney Island with Eric and Anne for the 4th of July, and I’m still reeling from it. First we saw the hot dog eating contest, and then we went to the Freakshow, with real, live people.
Those two events might seem like totally different bags-o-tricks, but “watching people hurt themselves” was a theme at both.

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There are two New Orleans-es: (1) the one I saw, which is Cajun-themed Las Vegas; and (2) the real one.
Can anyone confirm?

One of my new theories is that New Orleans is the only city you could visit and say, “All I did was eat,” and no one would think you were a lazy slob.
I hope your weekend is as delightfully bonkers as this mac-and-cheese pizza. @ Krunch Pizza Bar
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This week, I had the good fortune to go to a dinner with a monk, a lawyer, and an entrepreneur. I like saying it that way because it sounds like the setup to a joke. But it’s true, and we had great food and conversation, and at one point we all watched a Clay Shirky Ted Talk. Fun times!
You might think that I’d have *something* profound or even thoughtful to share from this soiree. But no! Instead I want to tell you about coconut water. Earlier, I’d stopped at Westerly Natural Foods Market, because my one task was to bring coconut water to the dinner party. A guy there asked if I wanted the “big stuff” or the “best stuff.”
Guess which one I picked?
**UPDATE** I will tell you because neuroticrob and livinlifedaily say the bottles look big. (I can’t take pictures well; these bottles are teensy.) I picked the “best” because I was like, “Doesn’t it all taste the same? BRING IT, FANCY COCONUT WATER.”) And this brand was a hit! The best I’ve ever tried. And thus, the only tip I have to impart from a dinner with a spiritual leader and smart friends is this: if you’re in the market for really expensive water, I highly recommend Harmless Harvest.
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I’ve been fascinated by the reactions from friends, celebrities, and other coastal liberals to Paula Deen, ever since her announcement that she has Type 2 Diabetes and is endorsing a medication to treat it.
There seem to be two general responses to this:
1) That’s too bad—hope she uses her platform for good!
versus:
2) That fat fuck finally got what she deserved. How dare she make us sick and profit from it?
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One of the most inspirational people I know is a professional triathlete named Hillary Biscay. This could sound surprising because I don’t do triathlons. Pretty much the only cardio I get is when I wake up in the morning and leap to check Rich and Chelsea’s blogs. The reason I know and adore Hillary is that we grew up together, carpooling to swimming, and she’s been one of my best friends since we were eight.
Normally I am skeptical of athletes and don’t find them inspirational when they talk about how worked hard or didn’t make the Varsity team on the first try, or whatnot. It’s like when models tell you how awkward they were in high school—because usually the truth is just that they are genetic wonders and maybe they realized it at age 14 instead of age 8, which is actually depressing. Also, most of us weren’t models in high school, so the implication is that we somehow failed by not growing up to be as hot as they are.
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If you’d told me when I was a little kid that I’d grow up and be the kind of person who spends $6 on juice, I would’ve hated you. Of course, you would have been right. When you overthink juicing, which obviously I do, it can seem too precious and privileged. No food for me, thanks. I’m cleansing.

And I swear I was not looking for reasons to rationalize juicing when this weekend I watched Fat Sick, and Nearly Dead. It’s a documentary about two obese men who do a 60-day juice cleanse. They lose over 100 pounds and drastically reduce their cholesterol and blood pressure levels, as well as their dependency on prescription drugs (to treat an auto-immune disease).
GAWD I LOVE A GOOD TRANSFORMATION STORY!
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The day I’m tired of food puns is the day I’m tired of life.