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This looks like a good read: “The code-oriented morality of the Soil Association is an absent presence that is at variance with a looser set of values and rules associated with the self-sufficiency movement and handed down as an oral tradition. Within a heterogeneity of organic, the care of the self practice parrhesia is used … [Read more…]
Restaurant review: Philippe’s French Dip – Germinal for the new millennium: The French Dip sandwich is a wholly American invention and yet Philippe’s does have a few Gallic elements, not just the name. The bread is decent, the mustard outstanding, the grilled/stewed meats are of high quality and the wine selection is on par … [Read more…]
There is something to be said for “fusion” cooking, and much more than something to be said about the other implications of this concept, be it cultural appropriation or a reflection on colonialism. One of the stranger ones I experienced the other day was “Japadog”: American hot dogs but with a “Japanese twist”. Apparently this … [Read more…]
For starters, the very essence of the term “iconic” is problematic and despite this article’s superficial paean to diversity I can see more holes in this iconic selection than in a block of Emmentaler (NB the Swiss have their own issues as well). Nonetheless, as an Angeleno, it looks like I have my work cut … [Read more…]
Restaurant review: Don Jamon, Madrid, Spain. At first glance this hole-in-the-wall serving up delicious Spanish staples, mostly Tortilla Espanol (potato omelet) and Bocatos de Jamon (ham sandwiches on crusty rolls) sees both innocuous and convenient. Located right off Gran Via and within a five minute walk to Plaza de Sol, the epicenter not just of … [Read more…]
I had something unnamable for dinner last night and this morning I dreamt I was a torso living in a jar outside a Paris restaurant.
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What does one immediately associate with New Jersey? Bruce Springsteen, the demagogic self-styled poet of the proletariat. Romanticizing the blue collar working class is as old as the hills and nowhere does the dichotomy between the haves and have nots reach it’s Yankee apotheosis than in the songs and lyrics of “The Boss” who sings … [Read more…]