Philosophy driven foods? Like Nietzschean nutburgers? Sophist sundaes? Cartesian carrots?

That was my favorite one, too. :-) EL

love sustainable seafood - hope that's true.

Potato salad??

I'm sure somebody said the same thing last year, but how many "trends" can actually exist at one time?

I don't know the answer to that, but I'm pretty sure it's something less than 208.

That's where the methodology comes in, which I'll explain in more depth later. And no, no one made that excellent point last year because people were much less chatty. All of last year's posts are under the category What's Hot if you're interested. EL

Terrifying new trend:
The Owl Meat blog is posting a new terrifying poem about food every day.

http://owlmeat.blogspot.com/

The poll on Bucky's true identity has lately been swinging toward Colorado, but I think he's rigging the results. I grow tired of this poll and will close it soon.

Philosophy driven foods? Like Nietzschean nutburgers? Sophist sundaes? Cartesian carrots?

Existential edamame? Nihilist nori?

You can't just pair philosophy-related words with allilterative counterparts. You're better than that people.

While my reading comprehension is generally pretty good, I don't understand most of what this says, most especially when read from a marketing point of view.

Of those I do understand, I've had "trendy" iced tea a couple of times. I would not return to any restaurant because of them. In the matter of healthy kids' meals,...kids' vegetable/fruit side dishes I think I've been pretty clear in my feelings regarding kids in reataurants, but when I take the Small Boys to a (lower end) restaurant, I want something that they'll eat without argument. Something with little to no sugar. Really, their mothers can see to their nutritional needs at home.

Oh, yes, I can. Cartesian carrots would be cut in bento-like shapes. Nietzschean nutburgers would be made from the biggest, most super-sized nuts. And a sophist sundae would have to be small.

Well done Lissa. But thanks to you I am discarding tomorrow's rather lame Funtastic Thursday in favor of a new philosophical food trend post, which should get at least three readers. Right now I'm more interested in building my food anxiety poetry collection of the Owl Meat Apocrypha blog. Who would have thought there was so much angst about shrimp heads haunting people and waitrons beating customers senseless. But I did dream of sheep eyeballs ...

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Cartesian carrots, or polar carrots? Decisions, decisions...

I kept reading this as "courtesan" carrots and thinking what do courtesans have to do with philosophers?

boo hoo, the blog ate my comment from yesterday

Philosophy-driven foods. You mean like a new age Alice's Restaurant: You can get anything you want, but you have to really want it.

Joyce, I can think of a lot of things a courtesan could do with a carrot, but that would probably be a better topic for M Hibou's blog.

My philosophy of cooking is that one has to respect the basic oneness of things, while also respecting the basic seperatidity of perception. So, no cutting off fingers while chopping carrots.

Joyce, I can think of a lot of things a courtesan could do with a carrot, but that would probably be a better topic for M Hibou's blog.

Oh no, my blog has become the little room at the back of the blog with the curtain across the doorway.

Someone said that my blog creeped them out. Fair enough. The Grackle Sandwich poem is definitely disturbing. I'm going to try to add a poem every day that is at least slightly disturbing and has something to do with food.

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˙ʎuunɟ ʇou s,ʇɐɥʇ ¡ʇı doʇs ¡ʎǝɥ ˙ƃuıuǝddɐɥ sı pɹıǝʍ ƃuıɥʇǝɯos

I really liked the Grackle Sandwich poem. Who did it?

Having fun with unicode, habibi?

Lissa, I like the word habibi--maybe because in my mind it comes out "hey baybee."

The poll on Bucky's true identity has lately been swinging toward Colorado, but I think he's rigging the results.

Ya think?

He has a knack for that unicode stuff.

Bucky, I voted for you being the guy from Colorado. twice. I figured I was allowed to vote twice since I live in Florida. He doesn't have hanging chads, and neither do we anymore.

Rob - In the words of Bartles and Jaymes, we thank you for your support.

Bucky,
that is a blast from the past!

Wonder whatever happened to B&J wines?

paging hmpstd...

I like Owl's Grackle poem too. Are you the author, Owl? I would have left a comment on the blog but they wanted me to sign up for google or something that it's way to early too deal with!

Fl Rob, I think wine coolers have gotten kind out of fashion. The things I see in my liquor store in their place are Mike's Hard Lemonade and other alcoholic pop drinks.

Dahlink, it is more like hah-bee-bee. I'm not sure what it officially means (beloved, I think), but all the Arab-speaking guys back in Detroit called each other habibi. So, I think of it as being the Arab equivalent of "brother". Which is how I'm using it here.

Joyce, I think I changed it so that anyone could leave a comment. I'll check. Love comments.

Bartles and James was a fake company set up by Gallo to sell wine coolers. They never sold wine per se.

Joyce, you can leave comments on my blog now either anonymously or using whatever name you like. I'm new to this blog thing. It's really easy though with blogspot.

Grackle Sandwich is creepy. On today's food anxiety menu on the Owl Meat blog is "The Trolley of Meat". Tastefully unsettling with a hint of rosemary.

I go away for a few days and look what happens... uh oh, Owl is branching out. The singulary most disturbing part of that Grackle poem is the Wonder Bread. That sent shivers up my spine. :)
How come you didn't have the option of choosing that Bucky is John McIntyre? When I took creative writing in college I wrote a poem about a particularly sad blueberry muffin. Can I send it to you?

PCB Rob -- Bartles & Jaymes wine coolers were yet another Gallo product, nad are apparently still being sold, per Wikipedia and the B&J website.

Thanks for the info, hmpstd and omg.

Lemon Girl, was it a sad-looking muffin or a suicidally depressed baked good? Either way you can put it in a comment on my blog and I can publish it as a post if it's disturbing enough.