Sorry, I've been out of my office due to the decorators* placing big sheets over the contents of my office, including my computer. But it's never too late for food news.
Did I say food news? I meant dog news. Take a close look at the photo. That dog with the lead in her mouth is my dog. She's got the big head now. She wants me to take her to San Francisco to meet her fans.
Meanwhile, in food news:
Those silly Chinese want to be more like Westerners, so they're drinking more milk. Yuck! (If you read East Is East by T.Coraghessan Boyle (yes, I just wanted to show off my superior spelling skills) you'll know that Asians once referred to Westerners as "butter stinkers." And T. Coraghessan Boyle can't be wrong.)
Yippee! The truffle harvest is up!
In even better news, Harvey Nicks is to stop selling foie gras.
I bet you never thought I'd post an article entitled "Good news for bacon lovers!"
If you want good food, you should go somewhere else.
They're saying the travel ban on livestock may cause meat shortages by the end of the week. Maybe that's why they lifted the travel ban today. (I don't have loads of sympathy for the farmers, one of whom was on Radio 4 this morning describing how devastated he was in 2001 during the foot and mouth crisis, particularly the morning he helped a lamb be born knowing it would have to be killed later that day. What the hell does he think happens to the lambs he raises for meat during the normal course of things?)
The big environmental/food news this week: Walking to the shops damages planet more than going by car. That was easy to figure, if you know how damaging eating meat is to the environment. And drinking milk is almost as bad. Stay home, or eat soy instead.
From the foodie blogs:
My god, is it really this hot?
And then there's food miles, deconstructed. (I'd have more to say about this, but I've already had half a bottle of wine—sadly, (or not sadly, now that I think about it) not local wine—and am in no condition to share my deconstructed deep thoughts.)
Possibly I'll post a recipe later, for those of you who are alarmed by the beef shortage at your local supermarket. But it's hard to type when your blood alcohol level is past the legal typing limit, your contacts have been in too long, and your dog has the big head and thinks you should cater to her every whim.
*decorators = a euphemism used to refer to painters here.
