"The extent of the problem is certainly surprising," Ms. Fleming said, "especially in a place like New York, where the most sophisticated consumers in the country live, people who really scrutinize a purchase."
Another way to look at it is that anyone one who's buying "fresh" "wild" "Pacific" salmon in March is a fucking tool. What is so hard to understand about seasonality? Update: thanks to a contributor from Vancouver, the egullet discussion is rather more edifying than it has been in the past.
Turns out the woman who found the chili finger is no stranger to our civil law.
USDA fines Syngenta $375k for Bt10 fuckup.
I didn't have time to mention it last week, and I haven't had a chance to watch it yet, but PBS is running a something called the meaning of food.
While checking out the Beard Foundation journalism nominees, it became clear that I should read Malcolm Gay's "Eat Me." After some compromising googling, I turned up this excellent article about the travails of Gateway Beef cooperative, prevented from testing their own cattle for BSE by the USDA. Meanwhile, Japan, which actually tests every cow, just found its seventeenth case of BSE. Judging by the brand churn at my local meat case, consumers are as confused as ever about beef, but the the latset arrival, prime Angus from Creekstone (another company fucked by the USDA) sure looks impressive (i.e., it really looks like prime). When I get around to sampling it, I'll let you know.
Bruce has assembled the rest of the internet-available nominees over at Sauté Wed.