(BlatherMunch is our weekly, foodish respite from biase, intenuendo, and liberal glee. For more essays on food and dining click here) or under BlatherMunch in Categories).
~~ Jalepeños of death. Peppers used to be known for the delightful petite mort caused by a concentration of capsicum. But now, jalapeños from Mexico are suspected of having a concentration of
(Angel of Meat, Mark Ryden)
salmonella which produces a much grander mort -- the kind that can roll you up like a taco. It seems, however, that salmonella has hurt business more than it has people. During the salmonella-tainted tomatoes scare, tomato sellers were ruined, despite no evidence tomatoes were the culprit. Now that the suspicion has shifted to jalapeños, importers are cooked. Biggest problem: the required testing process takes too long, and the peppers spoil in warehouses while waiting for the green light. The testing takes several days, importers wait as long as ten days for test results, and have had to destroy the stock because it was rotten. No tainted tomatoes, jalapeños or any other vegetables have been found in Mexico so far.
Killer styrofoam. A sign of the times in Seattle. Anticipating Seattle's ban on styrofoam take-out containers , Alcatraz, the hot new Mexican joint (7300 Rainier S.) give you 50 centavos (US) off your order if you bring your own leftover or take out containers.
~~ The silence of the fava bean. Why can't I resist the favas of summer at the Farmers' Market? I bitch about them every week. They cost $4 a lb. and about 90% goes to the compost. They're a pain in the ass to deal with -- shell, blanch, shell. They're slightly bitter.
On the positive side: they go well with liver; they're nutty and fresh-tasting; and are shell-beans ready to eat before other beans are even big enough to be green beans. Shelling them give my hands something not to strangle while listening to Dori Monson.
(photo: fava bean)
~~ Cut the cheese, you olde fart. In one of the most punch-line rich political moves in modern history, Olde John McCain had a presser and made a speech before the Kraft American Slices in a Pennsylvania supermarket (now known as his "Dairy Case Address"). Merriment ensued after he made an uncomfortable grocery shopping foray with a handpicked housewife during which the rye olde warmonger never flinched during a dangerous applesauce avalanche. Meanwhile, Barack Obama was talking to the world's premier cheese-eater, French President Nicolas Sarkozy in Paris. We think this anti-elitism business of Olde John's is being taken too far. You know that the wealthy son of admirals married to an heiress hasn't eaten processed cheese since those cocktail affairs in the Hanoi Hilton.
~~ Frozen juice, pops. A taste of Mexico can be had at Full Tilt Ice cream in the heart of White Center (9629 16th ave. SW). I'm happy about the homemade paletas, those fresh juice-sicles which take me back to my wasted (!) youth South of the border. They've got such flavors as mint chocolate chip; mango chile; pina colata; blueberries & cream; blackberry cinnamon; strawberry; and coconut. There's a bunch of cool ice cream flavors like Mexican chocolate; mango chile; mint chocolate chip; Thai tea; wedding cake; marion berry; lavender blueberry; rocky road overload; Mandarin orange sorbet. As everyone, they've got a MYspace page. (Even my cat Butterdish has one, although he originally did it because he thought I said he should have a "Mice Space" page)
~~ Chocolate goes with anything is the rule that The Chocolate People live by, but maybe they'd better leave it at hazelnuts or cayenne pepper. At the famed Weird Chocolate Cakes competition at the Ozark Empire Fair in Springfield, Missouri produced the usual number of scary ideas baked into prize winners. First place ($10) this year was taken by Beth Bruner for her Nutty-Fruity Mix Up cake with chocolate and mayonnaise, mint-flavored spaghetti, crushed pineapple and orange rind. Dry spaghetti deco
rated the top like candles. Second place went to Jenny Rogers' Guaca-Chocolate cake served with tortilla chips. Third place went a chocolate spinach cake make by Wendy Craighead who claimed this was how she got her kids to eat their vegetables.
~~ Is the" Mitt is my home boy" apron the new trucker hat?
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