Slow Food for Fast Times
By Chef John from Food Wishes Video Recipes
Braising is such a great cooking technique in general, and in particular for the new cook. It's such a forgiving method; The meat is always moist, the timing doesn’t have to be exact since it’s virtually impossible to overcook, and easy to put back in to cook longer, and best of all…most braised recipes make there our sauce or jus (natural juice)! This is a classic beef brisket dish I learned from...Over at Bay Area Bites Michael Procopio reflects on his ambivalent relationship with meat and vegetarians with a commentary on Ted Nugent. Yes that Ted Nugent. Specifically, he's talking about the hilarious cookbook, Kill It & Grill It: Ted and Shemane Nugent's Guide to Preparing & Cooking Wild Game and FIsh, which happens to have the best cover of any book ever published.
Comparing your meat-eating habits with Ted Nugent is bound to make just about anybody who doesn't know how to handle a semi-automatic weapon feel like a pussy. After all, Nugent is a man who, it seems, will kill and eat just about anything that once walked the earth. He's also quite a wordsmith, judging by this small, hilarious excerpt:
"Kill tree-dwelling vermin, remove PJs, take to flame, chow down. Drive safely. It's really that simple to get a good meal of squirrel. Limbrat whackin' is truly bigfun any ol' way ya choose it -- bow and arrow, pistol, rifle, scattergun, slingshot, falconry, grenades, and my favorite, flamethrower. How can ya go wrong?"
How indeed, Mr. Nugent? In the end, Procopio finds peace with Nugent's, and his own, carnivorous ways, concluding: "I have to give a grudging amount of respect to anyone who puts his money where his mouth is. Or his mouth where his bow and arrow have been."
-- Brian Bernbaum
If you were wondering why all those plots of makeshift green were invading precious parking spaces in San Francisco last Friday, wonder no more: Park(ing) Day was all about reclaiming urban space, and turning parking spaces into temporary public parks.
But our favorite moralizing foodie, the Ethicurean, took the concept one step further by transforming one space -- on 3rd between Brannan and Bryant -- into a barnyard, complete with bales of hay and a couple of chickens whose "black outlines around their bronze feathers made them look like crocheted lace."
Damn, we never knew chickens could be so beautiful. Do you want to eat them or paint a picture of them?
The idea was to spread the word about sustainable agriculture and pastured vs. factory chickens. And maybe less importantly, but more entertaining: subject the poor chickens to canine assaults.
Check out more Park(ing) Day photos on Flickr.
-- Brian Bernbaum
Better than: your VHS copy of Oye Esteban!
Download: a performance of the new single "That's How People Grow Up" on Letterman
By Oscar Pascual
There’s something about a great voice that just won’t quit. Some of our best crooners have crooned way into their late lives. Before he was about to die, Frank Sinatra could still command a crowd as good as he did in his heyday. Tony Bennett’s face looks like it’s about to fall off his skull, but he can still sing “Fly Me to the Moon” like a saint. And in that grand tradition-- although not that old (or dead), but perhaps just as iconic-- Morrissey came to the Fillmore last night to steal our hearts away.
Morrissey began the first evening of four shows in SF ...
Arcade Fire with LCD Soundsystem
Friday, September 21, 2007
Shoreline Amphitheatre
Better Than: The Book of Revelations
Download: A blasphemous concert slideshow.
By David Downs
There's a cosmic battle raging for every soul in the Universe. There's a war of civilizations raging between East and West. But amid all the car bombs and the gnashing of teeth, Arcade Fire's Win Butler stands tall and defiant, and armed with only a bass guitar.
Lanky and a little dorky, Win is surrounded by his wife and eight friends and their accordions and drums and the odd xylophone. They're totally out-gunned, but tonight, Friday night in Mountain View, CA., they fucking own it.
America's number one rock band is from Canada, folks, and let it be known that ...
