Scary Italian pulpo to eat

Pulpo photo by jimn
I've eaten my share of tentacled things, and normally I'm OK with the larger-than-bite-size calamari, or the round slice of calamari in Spain that's the size of an onion ring. I'm even OK with octopus, when it's around the size of calamari. But these pulpo, photographed by my friend Jim from his trip to Sicily, might be too much for me. His description: "These were scary and tasty." Scary is right.

Tom Colicchio is leaving Gramercy…

Tom Colicchio is leaving Gramercy Tavern to focus on Craft and all the Craft derivatives (Craftbar, Craftsteak, ’Wichcraft, etc.) While I'm sure Colicchio hasn't been in the kitchen at GT in a very long time, I can't help but worry that something might change there anyway. Gramercy Tavern is one of my favorite restaurants, and eating in the Tavern room, whether with friends or just my husband, always makes for a wonderful evening. I really hope that continues to be true.

A review of an interesting-sounding…

A review of an interesting-sounding book on the history of vegetarianism. The Observer looks at The Bloodless Revolution: Radical Vegetarians and the Discovery of India by Tristram Stuart. (Note: book doesn't seem to be available at Amazon's US store at this time.) I never realized the long-standing historical relationship between vegetarianism and political activism. Could be a good read.

The research makes it clear…

The research makes it clear that when soy foods are consumed, traditional preparation methods…are best when it comes to our health. A useful look at the health benefits of fermented soy (traditionally found in Asian cuisine) versus the American approach of using only part of the soybean in packaged food and as a meat substitute, and rarely using fermented soy.

Another look at helping children…

Another look at helping children eat healthy lunch from author Eric Schlosser (of Fast Food Nation fame). Includes great suggestions and recipes for what to pack for lunch. Of course, there's no guarantee that what you pack will get eaten. My mom sent me to school with a piece of fruit every day for years before I ever ate one. I'll never forget the stench of the apple I left in my locker for a month back in second grade.