Vindaloo That Comes to You

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Living in central New Jersey, you can’t help but become a fan of Indian food.

The community of transplanted people of Indian descent is large and growing, so there are always new restaurants and grocery stores opening to cater to the booming population.

It’s a fantastic cuisine for a foodie.  Heck, I’ve even tried my hand at cooking it around the house, to admittedly mixed results.  My only problem is that Indian food has been a bit of a “special occasion” meal.  Part of this is that there is no really good Indian fast food or semi-fast food (think your neighborhood Chinese restaurant), so when you go out, it’s usually to a reasonably nice sit-down restaurant or at least a decent buffet.

Although almost any place will let you do takeout, it’s safe to say we lack an option for an easy pick-it-up-on-the-way-home-from-work dinner or office lunch delivery.  That void was filled when my coworkers and I discovered Tiffin

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Study Food

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This recipe is not mine, nor was it my idea to cook. In fact, I almost threw them out earlier that day, thinking something rotten was about to infect our entire kitchen. I am referring, of course, to perfectly edible and delicious plantains allowed to ripen to a nice black color. Gansie often freezes over-ripe bananas and I assumed she had left them out on the countertop, but happened to notice a tiny sticker that said otherwise.

To be honest, I wasn’t too enthused about cooking this Sunday. I had just gotten back from another beating at the Pai Gow tables in AC (well, there is only so much you can lose when you bet on a student income), and had a paper due the next day. While I attempted to educate myself on the finer details on path dependency as it relates to climate change agenda setting, Gansie was watcing the Oscars at just the right volume so I could hear when something good was happening — of course meaning I got up every 5 minutes.

During all this non-paper writing activity, hunger hit. Not wanting to cook a real dinner, Gansie suggested we cook the blackened plantains. After a couple of minutes of attempting to read, the smell of heating oil brought me out of my daze. I am but a simple person at heart, and a chance to fry something can never be turned down.

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Feed Us Back: Comments of the Week

-Everyone has their own idea for what the best movie food scene is.

Maids: Are you kidding me! You missed When Harry Met Sally public orgasm simulation where granma says, “I’ll have what she’s having!!!”!

Leahsucks: “Hook” The pretend food with the lost boys. I used to do that when I was little and I had to eat something nasty, like brussel sprouts (which of course I now love).

KitKat: A Christmas Story….my favorite is when the kid eats his mashed potatoes like a piggy. Also the Chinese Restaurant scene when they cut off the duck’s head….fra, ra, ra, ra, fra, fra, ra, ra

kasia: mostly, I just protest that omission of “Little Sizzling Belly” in Hot Shots! which is surely a classic.

Moira: 1. Pope of Greenwich Village – when the cousin is eating an amazing looking hero in that little park at bleeker and 6th. Sorta obscure but worth a look for the sandwich and old school Greenwich Village scenery at least.
2. Godfather – when clemeza is trying to teach Micheal how to make the gravy. Because the godfather has to be part of every movie list and I really want to taste that sauce. Of course clemeza saying “leave the gun take the canolis” is also classic.
3. Moonstruck – The kitchen and cooking scenes from this movie are top notch. Damn I want to see the movie again right now!
Weird – I have a preference for Italian food, new york and movies from the 70’s.

– And we’ve also got some good guesses for where Obama will eat next:

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Live Blogging Top Chef: Episode 13

Live Blogging Top Chef: Episode 12

Feed Us Back: Comments of the Week

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Another week gone by already?! Here’s what everyone said while  T Piper and Maids were fighting…

– Gasie hit a nerve with her feminist critique of Super Bowl commercials:

Nick: Convinced me. Not that I have ever drank Pepsi… but definitely won’t start now. You are very right about super-bowl ads. It’s not even funny how bad the commercials are. There is also a large double standard on what commercials they allow during the SB. Sexy and Danica Patrick is okay. Sexy and vegetable-related is inappropriate. And when I saw the Doritos ad, I literally said, “This is going to end in a groin joke”. So predictable.

But Doug has a bone to pick: OK, maybe, just maybe, feminists should notice the routine anti-male sexual sadism in commercials and programming today. It was not very long ago that it was taboo to show men or women being sexually injured on TV. Now it is obligatory to have either commercials or programming show men being sexually injured as ‘humor’. I’m speaking of the Doritos ad, of course. I no longer watch the super bowl because of such obligatory ‘humor’. Indeed the last time that I watched the super bowl was the famous Janet Jackson breast-exposing affair (while everyone seemed to ignore that Budweiser showed an ad with a dog sinking its teeth into a mans genitals). Until feminists start taking notice of such sadistic, anti-male content on TV, it is hard for me to view them as advocates of HUMAN rights/dignity. Instead, I tend to view them as ONLY advocates for and ONLY caring about half the human race.

And Mariah Carey really sums it all up:

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Is Gourmet Gonzo?

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As most of you probably know, the entire print media industry is currently in a state of declining ad sales utter panic. This whole annoying recession thing means all kinds of companies have stopped buying advertisements, which makes it awfully hard for publications that rely on those advertisements to turn a profit, and yet glossy ad pages have still not made it onto Obama’s list of industries that get a magic bailout.

Not surprisingly, this has led to layoffs virtually everywhere, and more than a few publications have already gone out of business. But so far, those folding completely have mostly been limited to fringe-y publications and spinoff mags — Men’s Vogue, CosmoGirl, Cigar Aficionado 4 Kids and the like. But the continuing recession has led to a new gruesome media world guessing game — which mag is the next to die? Shockingly, at least one Wall Street analyst says your favorite purveyor of squirrel tartare and hypocritical inserts could be the first major food magazine asked to pack its shrinkwrap and leave:

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