Showing posts with label Strange. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Strange. Show all posts

Test Tube Hamburger

There are things that make you pause and wonder if we are evolving as upright mammals. Last week I saw abdominal Spanx for men in the department store, that made me pause, if you overeat while wearing your new slimming Spanx will you explode?


Recently I read an article in the New York Times on a test tube engineered hamburger, this also made me pause. Are you serious? Escoffier is rolling over in his grave and Einstein is smiling!


MAASTRICHT, the Netherlands
As a gastronomic delicacy, the five-ounce hamburger that Mark Post has painstakingly created here surely will not turn any heads. But Dr. Post is hoping that it will change some minds. The burger was created at phenomenal cost — 250,000 euros, or about $325,000 dollars.
The burger consists of about 20,000 thin strips of cultured muscle tissue. Dr. Post, who has conducted some informal taste tests, said that even without any fat, the tissue “tastes reasonably good.” For the London event he plans to add only salt and pepper.

Not exactly the dollar menu but I'm sure someone will pull up to the laboratory drive through window...."I'll take a the Stem Cell Vitro Burger with cheese, hold the onions"

From a culinary perspective I'd like to know if it's engineered towards being 80/20, ground chuck, Wagyu, Kobe, or some mystery frozen burger puck.


Wierd Dream

I don’t know what dreams mean. Maybe I'm just screwed up, but I had this dream last night that seemed to go on for hours. I hate the look of perfectly rounded scoops of mashed potatoes. Although it's the ultimate portioning device it reminds me of school lunch room food, and then the tunes of Lunch Land Lady by Adam Sandler start playing in my head, "Woke up in the morning. Put on my new plastic glove. Served some re-heated salisbury steak with a little slice of love."

So, back to the dream. I was in a kitchen somewhere and threw away all the scoops and proceeded to teach some cooks how to spoon potatoes onto the plate, but the spoons kept turning out to be perfectly rounded scoops of potatoes. I tried spooning them in sideways, like a side-arm pitch but they were still round. I tried holding the spoon above the plate and letting gravity do its work, but as the potatoes dropped onto the plate they formed into perfect round mounds. I went through 100 pounds of potatoes, this went on for eternity. I was raging mad, throwing dishes through the kitchen, screaming, it got violent.

I know Dr. Phil would probably say the perfectly rounded scoops of potatoes represent conformity and my desire to do otherwise makes me a nonconformist. The analysis for the tunes playing in my head would probably indicate some sort of serious disorder. "Dan, did the potatoes speak to you ?, did they tell you to throw plates ? As a child were you afraid of Mr. Potato Head ?" As a side note, doesn't Mr. Potato head look exactly like Dr. Phil?

Labor Shortage??


How Is This Possible?

There must be some translation issues here, squid & intestines are considered vegetarian??

Yummo

What can I say? Many adventures in China Town.

Get It Right

Come on now, it's two "L's" if it's fish and one if it's beef.

Gotta Have One Of These

I want my own hog splitter............