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It may be that food isn't art just because it isn't sold by art dealers.
Hmmm....
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All that I would infer from this argument is that the fact that - as it happens - we can't record and replay gastronomic experiences is irrelevant to whether cooking is an art form or not.
Maybe worrying about whether cooking is an art form is the source of the conundrum. Maybe it's just damn fine cooking when it's done right. Could be one of those medium is the message situations. In other words, maybe we should be talking about cooking as a good thing rather than art. Note that musicians have been praised for good performances/recordings by getting described as "cookin'" or "really cookin'". Perhaps the painters should be aspiring to be described as cooks rather than the cooks wanting to be labelled artists. Is the grass greener there?
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Wild strawberries. Papaya. Carambola.
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Hey Hollywood that was a good post. I haven't been to Pink's in years but I used to love it. And those dogs do have snap.
Hey, stop. Wait a minute. Hold the phone. Was that your picture on the wall?
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I'm a sucker for Pink's after a hard nite of running around- chili/kraut dog with mustard is my poison, washed down with a black cherry soda.
There's always a line, you always gotta wait, but imho the *snap* is worth it.
And it's the least of my many guilty pleasures.
Funny thing, Monkeymay, I ordered a cream soda, but when it came time to pay I saw the black cherry. Had to get it!
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Supposedly the dawgs are by Hoffy, but Pink's is suspiciously close to the tar pits.
I'm just saying this because LA in its entirety is suspiciously close to the tar pits.
Dude, Pink's is on LaBrea. LaBrea as I get it translates as tar pits. Think you are on to one of their secret ingredients?
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I enjoyed a Pinks hot dog one year after a big night out. It was great! I haven't been back, but I do remember it with pleasure...
Elvis. I try, I REALLY try, to like the new stuff, but I just can't get into it. He is a great performer, though, and a brilliant lyricist!
Pinks and Elvis are an odd combo, though, Hollywood!
Actually, I ran into Davey at Giancarlo's but it doesn't have the flair of Pink's.
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Pink's used to sell their classic chili cheese dogs at a special price on Oscar night - the last was 69 cents for the 69th Oscars - but they've since stopped. Bought sacksful one year for a party at home - great house with entertainment room in the garden - thinking we'd eat all night long but only able to actually eat about two each. Best Oscars party we attended in LA.
Next time get em with bacon.
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I notice that as a tribute to one of our most indefatigable eGulletarians UK terrestrial TV is screening
"Carry on Cabby" tomorrow.
Was Peter Sellers in that one?
I don't think Sellers was in any Carry On
The afore mentioned Cabby has a plot involving two rival cab firms run by Hattie Jaques and Sid James. If I remember rightly Hattie's firm was called GLAM CABS and was comprised of what were known at the time as "right little ravers"
Ah happy days
S
Maybe I was thinking of Terry Thomas??
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If you are willing to accept sparkling wine, Roederer Estate makes some great stuff.
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Normally, it's no problem not ordering cheese or dessert at the end of a meal in a Michelin-starred establishment... the waitstaff knows you've just packed in a calorie-rich meal, and won't get angry at you!
Agreed. Just order coffee and they'll bring out the mignardises.
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You're still peasants.
But when we get on the plane, we're tourists.
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Irish Cream - Hardshell tacos I bet. I think tacos are one of the great examples of America being completely out of touch with the rest of the world. Up until there was heavy Mexican immigration into NYC, (over the last 10 years?,) nobody had seen soft corn tortillas and we were only familiar with the hardshell kind. What was that about?
Steve,
There are actually pretty good hard shell tacos available. But you want the kind where the tortilla is fried on the spot, not the premade hard shell. I think most Americans got hard shell tacos first, then later the rolled variety. But soft tortillas were always available. We just didn't put 2 and 2 together at first.
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Okay - Let's say that we are discussing something ridiculous. Let's say that we all agree it is ridiculous. In my case, because the following actually happened to me, I'll use it as an example:
Great story. Glad you made it back.
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Hollywood - Was that supposed to add something to this discussion?
A little joie de vivre.
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You mean that I think that most American food customs of that era are plainly ridiculous, including most of the ones that are still in existance today, is negative and condescending? Even if I am right and it is true? You have lost me there.
Steve,
Remember this line from the Beatles?
And it really doesn’t matter if I’m wrong
I’m right
Where I belong I’m right
Where I belong.
See the people standing there who
Disagree and never win
And wonder why they don’t get in my door.
Steve, relax. You belong.
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But you have a negative and condescending tone to your reasons and explanations as to why that was. And it is THOSE with which I heartily disagree.
It's hard for Steve to avoid this when he's apologizing for the rest of us.
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Wow. It turns out that it's just as difficult to agree with you as it is to disagree with you.
Which is damn difficult indeed.
Steve will eventually take "yes" for an answer, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon...just not for the rest of your life.
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The rest of us were/are awful in every way. And you are a sophisticated, urbane, educated, intellectual seeker of the finest waging a lonely battle.
It was worth repeating.
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But let's face it, we were buffoons. When I grew up (late 50's and 60's) my father's customers (he owned a kosher butcher shop in L.I.) aspired to be able to buy an entire rib of beef that he would butcher for them into individual steaks etc. so they could deep freeze them. Being able to afford that was a sign of affluence. But that's backwards because fresh meat tastes good and frozen meat tastes mediocre at best. So how could a sign of affluence be that you ate frozen meat?
This is what the curator means by isolationism (among other things.) There was no reason for America to reinvent what kind of meat tasted better, or how you did your shopping for meat. Countries with a tradition of eating fresh meat already knew the answer to that question. But it was Americas cultural isolation from the rest of the world that made it look inward for the answer to that question. It is even more amazing when you realize that many of the people who adopted these things (like freezing) were European immigrants and their children who came from fresh food cultures. Even my parents would freeze meat to use later instead of eating fresh meat. And my father owned the shop! How crazy is that? Do you think they had freezers where he came from near Bialystock, Poland? It's all an American construct that was driven by the appliance and mass-marketed foods industry.
I vaguely recall some scheme whereby you would sign up to buy overpriced frozen sides of beef every so often and they would "give" you a freezer.
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Steve,
It was a big deal to have a President married to a woman named Bouvier and with a press secretary named Pierre but we managed. I think the point is some of us at least have come a long way baby. And for that matter so has the rest of the world. What value we put on this progress is another topic entirely. Perhaps if more Americans were familiar with Middle Eastern food, we wouldn't be about to stomp on Iraq.
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And didn't meet many people who were oblivious to the reputation of French cooking...
Nor who were "afraid of anything foreign."
But they sure didn't want to eat snails, much less escargot.
Well - I suspect that you can select certain things from any cuisine that are particularly unappetizing to those who are not familiar with it.
But it does just so happen that during that time escargot in MY experience was very popular. Many people even enjoyed it due to the "shock" factor alone. My first memory of seeing someone eat it (and this is absolutely true) was in the late 50's at that famous big steakhouse (it may be called "Big Tex") on Route 66 in Amarillo where you order this giant steak and if you can eat it all in one hour, it's free.
Now this was the heart of "Bubba Land" by ANYONE'S definition. And the people at the next table were having escargot and I was absolutely fascinated at the prospect. I was about ten- or twelve-years-old at the time.
Furthermore, as a young married, my closest friend of that particular era had, as her "I'm taking this to a special party" dish, escargot, served (without the shells of course) hot in a chafing dish. You picked up them little fellers with a toothpick and placed them on a cracker or toast round.
So - I'm sorry - I'm just not buying this "we're so awful" stuff. I hate sweeping generalities, especially negative ones, and very VERY rarely find them to be true.
I was kidding about the escargot (sorta). I grew up in the Dallas-Ft. Worth area at approximately the same time. The "foreign" food we had was Americanized Chinese, some spaghetti dinners made by Mr. Scottino at church benefits and --seemed foreign to us then--Tex-Mex. For home cooked, pizza, Chef Boyardee, Franco-American, etc. I question how readily available and if available how expensive the ingredients needed to make foreign food were at the time. Oddly, at a time when many American women were still at home and could have been learning to make these dishes (let's put aside dad making them), the impetus just wasn't there. We had steak, pot roast, canned tuna, casaroles, frozen/canned vegetables, what more did we need?
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I notice that as a tribute to one of our most indefatigable eGulletarians UK terrestrial TV is screening
"Carry on Cabby" tomorrow.
Was Peter Sellers in that one?
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And didn't meet many people who were oblivious to the reputation of French cooking...
Nor who were "afraid of anything foreign."
But they sure didn't want to eat snails, much less escargot.
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