Old Habits die hard
Huh. Maybe you didn't notice: I turned on comments! You now have the ability to attach your meaningless opinions to mine!
Speaking of the exciting world of blogging, the thing that's really important is its code of ethics. Because if someone were to write something untrue on the internet, the center of the solar system might collapse. Not to mention Amazon sales of Joanne Weir's cookbook.
Thank god the mainstream media has its standards. Because unbiased restaurant reviews are crucial to the functioning of our democracy.
But I don't understand why none of these codes refer to ass-fucking, so fundamental to the well-oiled functioning of the internet.
So NPR had a short interview with John T. Edge on Sat., not a single word of which was devoted to the cooking of New Orleans or the gulf coast. This strikes me as monumentally stupid. On the other hand: pimiento cheese burgers. [Bonus: note the numerous typos produced by NPR's rigorous professional media operation].
This year's Slow Food membership fee is going to to be repurposed -- the weird cult of Carlo is really getting to me, and the money will be better spent on higher home insurance coverages. But here is a nobler recipient: the Slow Food Carmel convivium is throwing a benefit dinner for a family of Bayou shrimpers who lost everything in the hurricane.
Finally: observe our immigration policy in action in the fields of California.