Food hacking, why not?

Food hacking -- it is what the name implies -- has its own wiki. Food hacking is the other end of the spectrum from ordered-in pizza.

Hat tip to Mike Love.

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Posted by Allan Jenkins at 07:32pm in Food, Food and Drink, Social Media, Taxonomy of Cyberspace | Permalink | Comments Welcome! (1)

Thai take-out can be a revolutionary experience, comrades

So last night I was at the local Thai place for take-out. I hadn't called in advance, so I had to wait. I didn't mind; they have a sort of open kitchen, and I like to watch cooks work. But the window is cut in such a way that you can only see the cooks from the neck down.

Now, most Thai restaurants have some sort of soundtrack of traditional Thai tunes going, but this one doesn't. I didn't notice that until I realized that a tune was picking its way into my brain. At first I thought it was a brain-song... you know, one of those songs you can't shake out of your head, but then I realized this wasn't in my head, but  coming from the kitchen.

It was a cook whistling.

Whistling the Internationale (.mp3), of all songs I never thought I would hear whistled in the 21st century, but there you are. And he was very good, carrying through a couple of verses before he had to stop and talk to another chef.

Well, as soon as he got done chatting, he's off again. This time, I swear, it was La Marseillaise. And I mean spirited, I mean spirited-like-in-the-bar-scene-in-Casablanca spirited.When Madeleine LeBeau sobers up and stands at attention with tears in her eyes as she belts it out.

About that time, they delivered up my order, so I didn't get to find out what he was going to pull next from the Revolutionary Songbag. I have no idea what motivated it. I don't know if it was a subtle message to management.

All power to the workers. And it was pretty good pad thai, too.

Posted by Allan Jenkins at 09:02pm in Bizarre & Amusing, Bizarre & Unexpected, Food, Music | Permalink | Comments Welcome! (2)

Man Kills Buck With Bare Hands in Bedroom

I watched a guy from Greenpeace on TV talking about  "having a dialogue" with nature. Whatever the validity of his basic argument, the idea of "dialogue" with nature is silly.

And here's my proof:

Man Kills Buck With Bare Hands In Bedroom

For 40 exhausting minutes, Wayne Goldsberry battled a buck with his bare hands in his daughter's bedroom.

Goldsberry finally subdued the five-point whitetail deer that crashed through a bedroom window at his daughter's home Friday. When it was over, blood splattered the walls and the deer lay dead on the bedroom floor, its neck broken...

Indeed. What's hilarious is Goldsberry broke off the fight to go ask his wife to call the police (and, who knows, maybe he had time for a beer) before rejoining the battle. I don't think conflict resolution training would have done much good, either.

Posted by Allan Jenkins at 04:24pm in Bizarre but Expected, Food, Humor, South | Permalink | Comments Welcome! (4) | TrackBack (0)

Copenhagen Geek Dinner: tomorrow night

Copenhagen Geek Dinner tomorrow night... about 30 of us: journalists, programmers, designers -- but mostly polymaths with a great touch of geek.

"If truth-in-advertising laws were enforced, "sushi" would be called "cold dead fish".

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Yes, Mr. President, that's a pork chop. And those are beans. We gave the sweetbreads to the dog, sir.

Utter lack of imagination is not a sign of anything, is it?

"The President likes to recognize what he's eating. He doesn't like to eat things that look strange on the plate."

Link: Woman chef wins White House cook-off - Americas - International Herald Tribune.

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