They're sex on the half-shell. The classic aphrodisiac. Just the thought of those glistening gobs of mollusk muscle sliding down your throat is enough to send a shudder through Pfizer. But can oysters be too sexy?
Well, sure. Just like with humans, an oyster's unhealthy fixation on its own naughty bits are sure to bring chafing, hairy palms and STDs. "Oh, that's just a cold sore!" Sure, you pretty little huitre plate, you keep telling yourself that.
Brilliant reporting Reuters, by the way. No mention at all whether infected oysters can transfer their seaborne herpes to people who down them with a nice Sancerre and capable mignonette. Nobody'd be interested in that, I imagine.
The Florida Sun-Sentinel has a truly awe-inspiring series of retro cereal box photos posted on their website. Sure, there's Quisp and and Mr. T cereal, but there are also many I've never heard of. Cap'n Crunch's Punch Crunch. Grins & Smiles & Giggles & Laughs. And, perhaps my very favorite, Crunchy Loggs.
Makes me want to go out and buy whatever movie tie-in cereal is currently available. Maybe Indy's Crunchy Skulls, or Get Smart Shoe Puffs, or Love Guru Fruity Genitalia. Mmm, artificially-flavored corn-puff penises.
Sort of. Greenpeace recently released a study that ranks supermarket chains by their commitment to sustainable seafood. Since GP essentially advocates taking a break from any type of fishing -- not a bad idea, considering the apocalyptic scenarios outlined here -- they are understandably a bit harsh in their ranking system. In our area, Whole Foods ranks highest, with a whopping 4 out of 10 points. Wal-Mart, Sam's Club and Target manage to eke out a 3, while all the typical supermarkets -- Publix, Sweetbay and Winn-Dixie -- fill the bottom of the list.
In other news, food personality Alton Brown announced he'll be shifting the focus of Good Eats. ""I've been busy being clever, but now I want to use what credibility I may have to help people think about sustainability," he told grist.com in an interview. He even offered to ride along with Greenpeace, saying "somebody needs to sink the Japanese tuna fleet. Everyone's willing to point the finger, but nobody's willing to pull the trigger."
Damn, concerns for sustainability on the Food Network? Maybe they should have a talk with Paula.
Hogs are running wild in 37 states. Florida is one of them, with the second largest population of wild porkers in the country. Why worry about a few feral pigs? They eat just about anything and can clear the ground of native plant and animal species at an alarming rate, wrecking the ecosystems of acres of protected land in a very short time. More development just means a higher density of hogs on undeveloped land. And they're mean som' bitches.
Check out these stats that show how Sarasota deals with its porcine problem. Yep, 2 trappers bag over 1,000 hogs every year, just in the SRQ. That might be a drop in the bucket of Florida's pork population, but it sure is some tasty huntin'.
Thanks to reader Erica comes news of this local "natural" wonder from Tate Brothers Pizza on Davis Island. No word yet if it will be included in alongside modern monuments like the Eiffel Tower or the Golden Gate Bridge, but we'll see. Better yet, you can own it for approximately pocket change.
Best part of the description -
"This continent is flavored with a mild wing sauce and has been frozen in carbonite to protect its value."
Second best part -
"We DO NOT Reccomend eating this. It's for display purposes only."
Yeah, I don't recommend eating these things even when they aren't shaped like Africa and shipped cross-country.
From Justin Richards at CL Sarasota:
After researching my UrbEx story about Hydro Taste farms in Myakka, where they grow fruits and veggies in vertical stacks using minimal resources, I brought a harvest home to try for myself. I put the veggies in fajitas, and while they were juicy and full-flavored, it was hard to get a good taste under all the sour cream and taco spice.
But the peach I ate, my God. It was this warped and deformed peach, with a little tumor-baby growing out the side of it. The twin-peach had its own sad little pit, even. But it was so good. It's like, the flavor of a normal peach was within the flavor of this peach, but this went so far beyond. Peach-flavor receptors, long dormant after generations of industrial farming, were awakened in my mouth.
They're not paying us, I swear. I seriously doubt the head of the farm will even read this post. I have no reason to endorse this fruit. It was just damn good.
The killer Freakonomics blog at the NYT profiled the economics of growing your own food a few days ago. Blogger Stephen Dubner comes down against the locavore dream of backyard farms (largely, it seems, due to his own ill-fated experiment making sherbet), but his evidence is largely anecdotal. Until, that is, he quotes a study recently published in Environmental Science and Technology that researched the impact of food production and transportation.
Turns out that the production side of industrial farming consumes the lion's share the environmental impact, 83 percent by their figuring. Transportation only contributes 11 percent to the total environmental bill. And, since red meat production is by far the most climatically damaging, the study's authors conclude:
"Shifting less than one day per weeks worth of calories from red meat and dairy products to chicken, fish, eggs, or a vegetable-based diet achieves more GHG reduction than buying all locally sourced food."
Huh. I still that growing your own can have a benefit, but maybe it's more psychological than economic. Unless, of course, your blood pressure goes up every time you find rat bites in your heirloom tomatoes.
Wal-Mart and McDonald's have pulled tomatoes from some of their stores in response to an FDA warning about 145 cases of salmonella. The feds have yet to pinpoint the source of the outbreak, but a lot of companies are getting proactive in the wake of problems like the Taco Bell lettuce incident of a few years ago.
Luckily, local tomatoes, especially heirlooms from places like King Farms in Myakka (available at the Brown Groves booth at Sarasota's Downtown Market on Saturdays), are still in season. Buy local, save yourself from 24 hours of hugging the porcelain receptacle.
"The average mother of a child under 15 spends more on fast food every year than on books, music, movies and video games combined." (NYT)
(Stolen from Serious Eats.)
I also could have gone with It's Made Of People, or I'll Have The Long Pig.
James Beard said (according to rumor) - "I believe that if ever I had to practice cannibalism, I might manage if there were enough tarragon around."
If you do decide to partake in the new meat sensation that's sweeping the nation, here's a handy guide to butchering a human carcass, with a tasty barbecue sauce recipe. Yum-o!
Would you, could you, on a train? Would you, could you, eat some brains? And what would you make?