Glimpsed a few months ago as we left Hopetown in the Bahamas, clear signs that boaters are foodies, too.
"Mocked for not finishing his waffles, he ( Obama) has made a joke about his newfound willingness to drink beer in blue-collar bars and sop up the gravy at working-class diners. After he lost the Pennsylvania primary to a beer-swilling, whisky-downing Hillary, Obama mordantly announced to his staff, "OK, now I'll eat anything." This week's Newsweek cover story is about Senator Obama and his team.
So many silly issues, dumb attacks about nothing--I wonder how many of those who voted for G.W. Bush because they thought he was the kind of guy they'd like to have a beer with have actually had a beer with him during the past eight years. Please contact me, wherever you are.
Meanwhile, if you haven't had a politically incorrect laugh lately, take a gander through That Hillary Show, my new personal favorite web offering. The most recent video is up top, wherein Hillary urges Bill to keep drinking with the denizens of a bar in West Virginia. The creation of the clever and focused Rosemary Watson, it features a dogged, yet addled Hillary fighting on, and on, and on. The show has finally had some play at the NYTimes and The Atlantic--wish I had blogged the link earlier because I have been enjoying these for some time.
( This YouTube pic of Rosemary at left is lousy, but all I could find at the mo'.)
Just had to share. Pass the pickle relish!
( This foodishly captivating canine pic captioned "Why Dogs Kill Their Owners" found at www.tailsofjoy.net/.)
Tired of all the U.S. presidential candidates already? Then consider Mr. Breakfast for President. It's a campaign launched by the wacky entrepreneur behind Mr. Breakfast.com, Eddy Chavey, a fellow who has seized on his matutinal subject and won't let it go. ( Apparently he does good works, too.)
Tired of abused cows providing your milk? ( Tired of all those commercials that start with a dumb question? )Anyway--fellow Blogger Kathy F, based on the cusp of London over thar, sent us this link to something called Cows Unite! It's an entertaining, time-consuming, clever website but I am still fuzzy as to what they are or what they do--but then, I am sure you fervent websters can find out.
And finally, this all sushi all-the-time-website, Sushi 4 Me, tumbled down our rabbit hole recently--it's sassy, and full of info, including glimpses of sushi culture, funny videos, the whole California roll. Go here.
Confession: Once again, I, Foodie, have a pile of food books stacked up next to my desk, all sent by perfectly nice folks for me to review. The latest is Jane Butel's tome, Real Women Love Chiles. I have met Jane, she's a southwest cooking guruette who lives here in NM, obviously, as she spells "chiles" correctly...And I will get to her book. ( Among others.)
But right now, I am blogging about a LIBRARY BOOK. ( Gawd, the guilt.)
Yesterday, the sirens called to me from the "new non fiction" rack. Actually, it was Amy Sedaris' wacky , colorful book on hospitality called I Like You--Hospitality Under the Influence ( Warner Books, 2006.) Born in 1961, Amy apparently would have preferred being an adult in the rickrack and jello salad-infested 1950's, stylistically and recipe-wise. ( Druggily speaking, no.) Her Lil' Smoky Cheese Ball ! Her Meatloaf Wreath! Her Band-Aid Cake!
Amy, an actor, writer, performer, etc., etc,, is Martha Stewart high, with a sense of humor, Martha nurturing and unleashing her inner tackiness. The recipes are real, though this might be hard to believe, given their surroundings. So are the pix of Amy's fake food collection scattered throughout .
( Incidentally, while leafing through a half shredded copy of an entertainment mag while biking at the gym, I read a blurb about Meryl Streep--she said that in order to prepare to play the Devil in The Devil Wears Prada she gave up drinking wine with dinner and lost a few pounds--but more crucially, she lost her sense of humor, an absolute prerequisite for playing the silver-haired glam-0-harridan....)
(OK, that was extraordinarily "incidental.")
Feeling dull? Take a look at this book---the photospread detailing how Amy puts on pantyhose will remind you why you gave them up eons ago but also whet your appetite for leaving the crafts section of the book, and trying out some of her (genuine) Greek-American recipes.
I know--this book isn't even "new." ( Sigh.)
I kid you not. Foodie Spouse just phoned in from an Illinois state trooper's car. Apparently he was pulled over for driving too slowly, as he was looking for the correct exit for The World's Largest Catsup Bottle.
Also--Foodie S. was peering out the window in search of horseradish fields, as this area of Illinois apparently is full of them.
No Couch Potato he, Mr. P.H. was retrofitted last year as a fit and healthy runner, and in his balloon incarnation again will fly in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade this week. In addition, the United States Potato Board has opened a Potato Head-quarters in New York's Chelsea Market that will be offering recipes and family spud fun through Friday.
Not appearing in the parade is an actor some in the business apparently once dubbed "Mr. Potato Head," Daniel Craig, the new Bond, James Bond. Frankly, we don't see the resemblance....
"Ric Griffith is crazy about pumpkins. He has 2,400 in his yard, with 600 still to be delivered, " according to a brief note in The Washington Post. The neighbors look forward to the Kenova, West Virginia punkin pasha's work every year, and probably partake of the pumpkin "meat" that results.
For all things pumpkin from The FOOD Museum, click here.
( Left) Don't try this at home--the "cannibal pumpkin" from extremepumpkins.com
Best Ever Pumpkin Pie? Try this recipe from The Spice House. And for our vegan friends, this one.
Worst P.Pie ever? According to one blogger it's this one from epicurious.com, normally not the recipe source from hell.
And finally...According to consumeraffairs.com, Target stores is recalling $5 kits of Mr. Potato Head-type ( I assume these are not real licensed Mr. PH items) stick-in ears, noses, eyes, etc., for use with PUMPKINS, a sacrilege right there, with the usual concerns about small children ingesting the parts. Take the kits back to Target while your kids stay busy ingesting raw pumpkin seeds and wielding sharp knives.
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