Food Porn: Cocoa Yogurt
Friggin’ food politics, driving me bonkers, making me angry, ensuring my… …ooo, yogurt!
Friggin’ food politics, driving me bonkers, making me angry, ensuring my… …ooo, yogurt!
As always, my food porn pics are a means to remind me what I love about food.
Offered with no comment : …federal agents descended on Kraft’s offices near Chicago and confronted Mr. Watson.
If I have to point to one thing that I love about delving into the history of food, it’s uncovering influences upon diets that we have forgotten or have never had explained to us. I have a mind made for trivia.
I started off today wanting to bitch about a specific topic. But as I looked in the mirror, I stopped and thought, “Yeah, yeah, yeah, you can find the worst in things, but have you ever stopped to think about the things we should be proud of?” After chastising myself for thinking ungrammatically, I conceded that I should take a moment to give us Americans a pat on the back for the food items that make me smile. And then I turned away, missed the doorway, and literally smacked my nose into the door frame.
As always, the Food Porn collection is my way of washing away the filth that comes from discussing food politics. I recognize that there are Liverwurst haters out there. To them I say…more for me!!
There’s plenty of evidence out there that supports my thesis that I am a very naive person. Take the recent dispute between Amazon and MacMillan . Being a first time book author, I never gave Macmillan much thought
There’s a bit of a problem when it comes to developing an opinion of an idea of food, especially when that idea runs dead on into the reality of said food. I’ve been thinking about that a lot this week as the United States Department of Agriculture considers lifting a 21-year import ban on haggis .
I have a standard practice here at Accidental Hedonist – I try not to talk about restaurants and restaurant experiences that have played a part in my personal relationships.
Sometimes I weep for the average consumer. Okay, I’m embellishing just a bit, but sometimes I can’t help but think that the game is rigged against the Joe and Jane Doe of Averageville, Kansas.