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If I could eat the Internet May 27, 2010

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There will be no hum-drum barbecue on the beach for us this Memorial Day, no way, no how. It’s a long weekend in Puerto Rico, Israel and China for this family — or at least some noshing at their wee little outposts in San Diego’s Balboa Park. The House of Pacific Relations International Cottages’ Ethnic Food Fair takes place Sunday, and I’ll be first in line for the plaintains, potato pancakes and pu-pu platter. OK, more like lo mein noodles in a cardboard cup, but still … it sure beats paying top dollar for the last half-melted popsicle from the ice cream truck.

What’s that?  You would like several more links pertaining to food-related topics? Well, it just so happens that I’m a giver:

  • India has its own take on the ethnic food fair, only its version takes place in Delhi every single day … and, well, the whole ‘international’ aspect is sort of lost on them. But I, for one, wholeheartedly support any offerings of exclusively Indian food, especially if it involves all the chapatti I can eat.
  • I would bathe in cilantro if I could, but to some people,  it quite literally tastes like soap. And for these people I am sorry. Truly, truly sorry. You have no idea what you’re missing. (Really? Salsa without cilantro?) But take heart: It’s not your fault.
  • I’m not sure I agree with the premise behind this article about how the Web is changing the way we eat. But I will admit that flaming a bad dining experience via Yelp takes some of the sting out of yeasty wine and the horror known as “avocado on pizza” (do you hear me, Borrelli’s?)
  • Bacon. Fruit. Cups. I don’t think there’s really anything else to say.
  • Would you ever eat six Krispy Kreme donuts in one sitting? Of course you wouldn’t. Then why are you drinking Rock Star energy drink?
  • Entirely unbeknownst to them, author Michael Pollan (“The Omnivore’s Dilemma”) and celebrity chef Anthony Bourdain have been battling it out for pole position as my foodie boyfriend (Michael’s got the brains, and Anthony has this). Sorry Mike, but Tony just pulled ahead in the rankings after Salon.com revealed your somewhat chauvanistic views about women in the kitchen (or out of it, anyway), and how they’ve ruined everything. Stick to farm bills, Pollan. They’re far sexier.
  • Even it comes in a cute little eensy weensy bottle and fits perfectly in the seat pocket in front of you, it’s still booze, and it will still give you jet lag. Skip the stuff, eat low-cal meals the week prior to your flight and the only time difference you’ll be noticing is how long it takes for an Irish toilet to flush (really.. they take an inordinately long time. Like, eons. And yes, this is the sort of thing I notice while on vacation).
  • This is how recipes should look.
  • Millions of people around the world have no choice but to live on a dollar a day. One couple from Encinitas, Calif. (represent!) decided to do so of their own volition (and wrote a book about it). Find out what they ate, and how food costs are related to the zombie apocalypse.


Travel notes, straight from the armchair May 1, 2010

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With baby’s birthday falling the day before mine, I have grand visions of the two of us planning elaborate trips abroad to celebrate our special day.  A mid-January summer in Australia might be nice, or baby’s first snowfall in Eastern Europe.  Until then, it’s nothing but grand reveries for the two of us … and a few links to quench our wanderlust.

  • I am a stickler for packing light — a single carry-on and a messenger bag were all I brought on my honeymoon in Italy, and I assembled no fewer than 25 outfits from their contents. Yes, I’m awfully proud. These GoToobs from HumanGear are calling my name — the suction cup is brilliant, and they’re shaped for an easy fit in your TSA-approved ziploc bag. Plus, I like that they’re transparent and *also* available in a variety of colors for easy grab and go.
  • I might not be able to afford a stay in a posh New York hotel, but I can afford $39.99 for Taschen’s New York.
  • Feast on an authentic Italian meal in the home of an authentic Italian family? Yes, please.
  • National Geographic’s Intelligent Traveler blog has some consistently inspiring stuff about “the essence of place.”
  • Mighty Girl’s master packing list is very similar to my own … and I highly suggest saving one’s list as a document that can be updated and modified to reflect upcoming travels. Keep a copy in your suitcase to make it easy come check-out time … no more forgetting your eye mask in the nightstand drawer.
  • Steve McCurry, the man behind National Geographic’s most famous cover, has a blog with consistently beautiful travel photographs. I caught an exhibition of his at the San Diego Museum of Photographic Arts (where saw the photograph at right) and fell in love with his penchant for capturing color, emotion and story with the flick of  his index finger. It doesn’t hurt that I happen to agree with his empathetic worldview. There’s something to be said for getting out and interacting with the rest of the world — it changes a person the way nothing else can.

When a hamburger’s not just a hamburger July 17, 2008

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“It has the taste of the forbidden, the illicit — the subversive, even. Eating with your hands, it’s pure regression. Naturally, everyone wants it.”

— Paris restaurant consultant Hélène Samuel, on the lowly hamburger. According to this article from The New York Times, hamburgers and cheeseburgers are becoming de rigueur in Paris, although many insist on eating them with a knife and fork.

Why can’t I live in a place where even eating some meat on a bun sounds naughty beyond compare?


Goodbye woodflower sea cucumber hoof July 5, 2008

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The Olympics are ruining everything. First the Dalai Lama gets no love, and now you can’t even get a simple meal of Succulent Domestic Life Beef after watching Jamaica cream Yemen and walk away with the gold in badminton.

It’s true — in an effort to make dining in Beijing a more “palatable” experience, the Chinese government has developed a 170-page pamphlet designed to encourage restaurant owners to properly translate their menus.

This all leaves a very bad taste in my mouth (no offense, MSG). Isn’t allowing one’s meal to be lost in translation part of the fun of traveling? Is linguistically homogenizing thousands of menus really the answer? “Chicken with no sexual life” … now that says something to me. It’s certainly a more compelling and adventurous dish than “steamed pullet.” What the hell is pullet, anyway? I wouldn’t touch that with a pair of 10-foot chopsticks.