In the midst of the debt ceiling debates, four-term Missouri Democrat Rep. Emanuel Cleaver took to Twitter to express his deep disgust with the terms of the deal, Tweeting in quick succession:
All matter for serious, substantive discussion to be sure, but we kept going back to that sandwich part. What's in a Satan sandwich? Deviled ham? Goat horn peppers? Marmite? (Surely that is not the foodstuff of the angels.)
Food says so much about where you’ve come from, where you’ve decided to go, and the lessons you’ve learned. It’s geography, politics, tradition, belief and so much more and this week, we invite you to dig in and discover the rich, ever-evolving taste of America in 2011. The week will culminate with a Secret Supper in New York City, and Eatocracy invites you to participate online starting Monday July 11th at 6:30 p.m. E.T.
The first time I ate matzo ball soup, I was sure it was the most exotic thing I would ever put in my mouth, so long as I lived. To Jewish people since time immemorial, it's been the homely stuff of a family kitchen - filling, grounding, comforting and totally quotidian.
To me, a thoroughly unworldly girl celebrating the occasion of her First Holy Communion at a Jewish-French restaurant in Cincinnati, Ohio, it was like a bolt of lightning in the dead of night, suddenly illuminating a previously unseen city in the distance.
From the Global Public Square blog:
The composed salad tasted of Spring, the Turbot special was sumptuous and buttery and the first glass of Prosecco di Valdobbiadene unexpectedly and delightfully dry. I would gladly have ordered a second, but the offer never came.
Nor did a check-in after the food arrived, a smile of any wattage, or any indication at all that we were welcome in the restaurant at 8 p.m. on a slow-ish Thursday evening. Just the check at the end. Was it something we'd done?
Happy National Doughnut Day, folks! On this fine Friday, we'd love to know what kind of doughnut you're dreaming of, already chowing down on or swiping the minute you get off work.
Tell us your favorite doughnut, and let us know where you stand in this great spelling debate!
A funny thing happened on the way to the
The woman in front of me was merrily nibbling away at the contents of her $7.99-per-pound recyclable container while we waited in line, and it got me thinking - was I witnessing brazen pilfering?
New York is riddled with “pay-per-pound” hot and cold bars where you, in fact, do just that: pay for food by the pound. These spots tend to be most popular at lunchtime where busy worker bees can load up a veritable smörgåsbord to take back to their desk and continue breaking rocks for the man.
If the doomsday sayers of the Family Radio ministry are to be believed, the people of Earth are set to to meet their end on May 21, 2011. Saying farewell to one's nearest and dearest and preparing a howdy-do to to one's eternal fate is pretty grim business; might as well face it on a full stomach.
Per our pals at This Just In:
Some might turn up their nose at the notion of getting down with the clown, but manning the fish station at his local franchise was what inspired newly-crowned Top Chef Richard Blais to pursue a cooking career.