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Things you may have missed from the world of food, booze, and politics:

The New York Times is generally not worth the bits it is transmitted on, but in the Dining & Wine section this week Rosie Schaap has a lovely ode to “The Subversive Charm of Day Drinking” in which she sets out some ground rules:

Drinking in the day is an occasion unto itself, to be enjoyed on its own congenial terms. And there are terms. It shouldn’t lead to drinking all night. It can’t happen all the time. There is such a thing as starting too early. That said — we’re all adults here, aren’t we? — after lunch sounds about right. There’s still time before the rackety after-work crowd descends; the pace is calmer; and this is the best time to get to know your bartender. Whatever you’re drinking, you’re more likely to savor it.

Schaap is, it turns out, a great student of booze and belles lettres (and not in some clichéd “Updike on the Martini” sort of way, either), as this piece on WH Auden and cocktails reveals.

Over at Instapundit, Prof. Glenn Reynolds links to this story revealing that that Kobe steak you tucked into the other night was almost surely not the real deal. Not only that, everything you thought about the life of Kobe cattle, from the beer massages to the classical music, is wrong.

Still, the life of a cow in Kobe still ends more gracefully than those of the dogs President Barack Obama used to eat in Indonesia:

“With Lolo, I learned how to eat small green chill peppers raw with dinner (plenty of rice), and, away from the dinner table, I was introduced to dog meat (tough), snake meat (tougher), and roasted grasshopper (crunchy). Like many Indonesians, Lolo followed a brand of Islam that could make room for the remnants of more ancient animist and Hindu faiths. He explained that a man took on the powers of whatever he ate: One day soon, he promised, he would bring home a piece of tiger meat for us to share.”

The Twitter hashtag #ObamaDogRecipes is darkly entertaining (“Pugs in a Blanket”, “Chicken Poodle Soup” and “Salukiyaki” give an, ahem, flavour of things). This also puts that whole story about Mitt Romney and the dog on the roof of the car very much into perspective.

Finally, and closer to home, Opposition Leader Tony Abbott may not eat dog, but that doesn’t stop local gay activists from treating him like one, interrupting a quiet meal in a cafe to make a stink about same-sex marriage. Prick With A Fork looks forward to going to many gay weddings one day – for one thing, the receptions are sure to kick ass – but this is not the way to make that happen. No class, guys.

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