"Where there is nuance, there is disagreement - and New Orleans food is very nuanced."
"Well, you've gotta have sh*t to talk about at the bar!"
Over at my pal Pableaux Johnson's house for Monday night red beans and rice, I laid my shame bare to the assembled crowd. I'd gotten smacked down on Twitter earlier that day for posting a photograph of the obviously warmed-up muffuletta sandwich I'd had for lunch.
Said the smashing Francis Lam (who's the editor of Salon Food and who's spent a goodly chunk of time in the Big Easy) "Argh! The warm muff!" and then "I just can't countenance a warm muffuletta, though I understand it has its fans."
Food writer and recent Brooklyn-to-New Orleans transplant Brett Martin piled on, "Hear, hear! I'll go further and say Ctrl Grocery or nothing."
I've got no problem admitting I don't know something - especially about food. It's a chance to learn. But, in a city like this where passions run to the frenzied, there are some things worth getting as close to right as possible.
To wit: po' boy, po-boy, po-boy, poor boy, peaux boy? Whaddaya call the French bread sandwich typically filled with fried seafood or roast beef and gravy? There are precedents for each; you lean toward which?
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To Kelly Senyei, you are what you Tweet.
Now if you'll excuse us, we just had some crazy good Valentine's Day chocolate with sea salt to describe in 140 characters or less.
5 Reasons to Tweet What You Eat: Kelly Senyei
If you Tweet from any of your cooking appliances, Team Eatocracy will personally come to your home and pour some manner of liquid all over your circuit breakers.
All sane people, everywhere
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In an ideal world, Eatocracy would have a table big enough to seat every one of you around it - breaking bread and sharing stories. Until that day, we can only have a handful of folks to dinner at a time, starting with our inaugural Secret Supper at as-yet-to-be-divulged Atlanta restaurant this Wednesday evening.
Over the next few months, we'll be working with chefs in cities around the US to create menus that will spark conversation about regionally-specific food culture, history and politics - and invite local eaters, farmers, activists and bloggers to join us. We hope we'll get a chance to feast with you in person, but even if we don't, there are still several ways to participate.
Chef Tom Colicchio dropped by Eatocracy HQ (okay, he was gonna be on Campbell Brown's show and we stalked him) & among other trivial things, like, you know, the oil spill and school lunch reform, he was sporting enough to perform a #fishsongs live.
Oh, uh, and oil spill and school lunch info to follow. Soon.
Yesterday, our editors started a #meatsongs hashtag on Twitter - starting with "We're Having a Meatwave" and finishing with "Holding Out for a Gyro."
In case you missed out on the action, we've compiled 25 of the most carnivorous carols. (Editors' Note: There were far, FAR, far more entries. If we missed you, no fowl intended.)
Our associate editor followed up with "Gettin' Piggy With It" and "Steers in Heaven."
You can do better. We're steaking that claim right now.
Although Roger Ebert has lost his ability to eat and speak aloud, his appetite for communication with his rabid fan base is being fed in a fresh new way.
"I'm gonna Twitpic food more often. I get to meet my funniest dirty-minded followers." - @ebertchicago
The longtime Chicago Sun-Times film critic lost a section of his lower jaw due to complications from cancer surgery in 2006 and documented his feelings on the deprivation in a January 2010 blog entry entitled 'Nil by Mouth."