Go go gadget Google Reader, still shortening my attention span after all these years:
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Michael Ruhlman takes on the idea that people in the U.S. are too stupid to cook with (and I quote exactly): The Worldâ€™s Most Difficult Roasted Chicken Recipe. Now if only everybody had the time and mental energy to cook more often, I think something like Heaven might emerge. Even for people who don’t like to cook, because I for one like inviting people over for dinner.
I have Culinate to thank for leading me to this heartbreaking Roger Ebert blog post about being physically unable to eat or drink. It manages to end on an optimistic note, but dang if that wasn’t one of the hardest reads I’ve faced so far this month, and I say that even while glancing over at a mind-numbingly-dry (and poorly typeset) food science textbook which is a required text for my food processing and industrialization class, sigh (Harold McGee, I value your clear and cogent prose more than ever, and I thought super-highly of it before). Also? The history of food science and technology studies at MIT? So boring it hurts. (Note to self: come up with a better analysis than “these readings were soooooooo booooooooring” for the paper due Wednesday.)
Achewood went from composting to Ray Smuckles beating John Mackey at his own game so hard Of course, I love it. Also The Devil’s Panties and Cat and Girl made me laugh with food jokes both literal, metaphorical, and just plain close to home (“I thought I was a novelist but I’m a blogger.”)
We have more than enough masterpieces. What we need is a better standard of ordinariness.
True not just of food, oh no.