Reading on A Hamburger Today about Josh Ozerksy's exchange with Kenny Shopsin has us inspired today. The post recalls Shopsin informing Ozersky he should incorporate more of himself into his blog, something that worked out well, depending how you look at it, when Josh not only revealed but reveled in his gout. Alas, we have no chronic or spontaneous inflammations to share with you, but as a sort of bridge post to our review of The Standard, we thought we'd share the unsparing flashbacks of these last forty eight hours brought about by the herpetic grimace we encountered at Cochon555.
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(Team Fatty Crab - Zak, Corwin - making sure the judges are fed first, best.)
Last night the music was lowered long enough for Fatty Crab's Corwin Kave to take the spotlight and the prize on stage at Hiro Ballroom. He gracefully accepted it standing among his competition and before a crowd drunk on pink meat and red wine, hovering tipsy in the hundreds. After the carcasses of five heritage breed pigs had long been hauled away, all that remained on the floor below were a few passed platters being eaten bare of his mother's signature Roni-Sue's Chocolates, and his sister's raw nerves no unwieldy portion of whipped lardo or warm smiles could salve.
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Probably not right to put up top. Or here at all. This is why people have Twitter right? Anyway, after the jump.
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