Market update- May 29, 2011

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This week brings my favorite thing ever (after peas.  and maybe cherries)- summer squash!  I will be eating this until it’s winter squash season, and then, in the dead of winter, I will quietly sneak to Whole Foods, wallow in self pity, and purchase zucchini and sugar snap peas.  But for now, let’s just rejoice, shall we?

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5.12.11

Good crop of links today:

Latoya Peterson at Racialicious goes in on this stupid Fast Company piece on food stamps (although that title leaves something to be desired).   I’ve talked about banning soda before, but my opinion isn’t as resolute as it was before.  Peterson references this earlier Prospect piece, which I think missed out on several things) and the Black Girls’ Guide to Weight Loss post on “The Unbearable Whiteness of Eating“.

Moving on…

DCentric, via Barry Estabrook’s excellent Politics of the Plate,  notes a new study saying farmers markets aren’t necessarily more expensive than regular grocery stores.  I’m biased, having worked and shopped at farmers markets for years, but I fail to see why this surprises anyone.  This does remind me- you should check out WAMU’s Kavitha Cardoza’s series on childhood obesity.

Poverty and Policy talks about the stupidity of SNAP block grants in the Ryan budget, and the myths lies being used to sell them.

Good Eats is over. (Serious Eats)

Via Bloomingdale blog, the Bloomingdale farmers market opens this weekend!  (and you can come see me at the second weekend of the Mount Pleasant farmers market)

desert island kit

Light blogging (I know, you can’t even tell) because I’m out of town for my sister’s graduation (finally).  My family rented a beach house, and let me tell you, it is awful. Furniture straight out of 1982. Fridge literally duct taped together. 1 broken eye on the stove, another that takes approximately 30 minutes to reach medium low heat. My mother and I harbor the sneaking suspicion that it usually gets used as a frat house. But I digress. It is beachside, and it is not my house. So I’ll stop complaining.

But it got me thinking.  My family does a beach trip every year, and because my mother is the way she is, she always brings what I call her desert island essentials:

– 2 dishtowels
– a decent chef’s knife + paring knife
– salt and pepper grinders
– oregano and basil or italian seasoning, cumin, garlic, cinnamon
– olive oil
– Texas Pete

I’d add a flexible cutting board and a whisk to that.  Thoughts?

5.3.11

Eric Schlosser says being a foodie isn’t elitist. (WaPo)

Tilapia, factory farm fish of the future (NYT)

The perfect recession martini (Salon)

Q and A with the always…opinionated David Chang (GQ)

Join Endless Simmer’s TwEAT out and support Share Our Strength’s No Kid Hungry program.  (Endless Simmer)

on osama

me: i’m moved and all
but this celebrating in the streets makes me a little uncomfortable
but, perhaps i’m not a real american
M: well, no i think it just means you have a rational sense that this is a significant but considerably symbolic victory
me: and rejoicing in the streets seems like a good recipe for what was already certain martyrdom
that all said
it’s cool as hell that he knew about this during the correspondent’s dinner last night
M: youre right about that
I KNOW
baller

As you might have heard, Osama bin Laden is dead.

Like many, I waited (and waited…and waited) for President Obama to make the annoucement last night.   I joked that I spent most of my time avoiding tourists, drunk Caps fans, and GW students, so I’d pass on joining in the celebrations.  After Obama’s speech, several people I know (and nearly every professional and amateur photographer in the city) went down to the White House to join the crowds in Lafeyette Park.

I did not.

Osama bin Laden was a mass murderer.  He was responsible for a horrific attack that hit very close to home for me (literally and figuratively) and for thousands, if not millions of other Americans, to say nothing of the other brutal attacks all over the world.  He took one of the world’s oldest and most peaceful religons and twisted it into a perverted doctrine that only a dedicated few recognized.

But.

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