Etsy for Food:

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Just heard about Foodzie, which is billing itself, colloquially at least, at "Etsy for Food," an online marketplace for the kinds of small culinary producers you might see at your local farmekrs market or who may own one shop or restaurant in town. Ya know, the kinds of places where you’d tell friend "When in Portland, you cannot miss The Memphis Mafia Doughnut!"

It isn’t ready for primetime yet but you can follow along on their blog if you’re tastebuds are already running in circles. No word on how the merchandise will stay fresh and tasty when shipped from say, Seattle to Savannah. Hopefullly that’s to come.

I’m calling this "The World’s Largest Farmer’s Market." And counting the minutes until it pops out of the oven.

The Ice Cream Holy Grail?

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Laloo’s Ice Cream is made from goat’s milk in Sonoma County just north of here. Uses evaporated cane juice instead of sugar.

According to their nutritional information, there are 4 servings per package, with 5 grams of fat and 14 of sugar per serving. A serving of Ben and Jerry’s has about 13 grams of fat and 20 of sugar.

I haven’t tried Laloo’s and have no idea how it tastes. But if it’s good, they may have cracked the riddle of the desert sphinx, something that’s tasty and not terrible for you. No nutritionist is going to prescribe a daily dose of something with 14 grams of sugar. But maybe, just maybe….

Have you tried it? (via Buzzfeed).

Blogging for Grapes:

My friend Scott Keneally is affliliated with The Roshambo Winery, a vinter in Healdsburg, a sweet little town about 90 minutes north of San Francisco. Their philosophy is something I can get behind…

You don’t need to know how to cook a steak to eat and enjoy it. You don’t need to know the difference between acrylics and oils to buy a piece of art. No one says you’ve got to understand the manufacturing process of shampoo to choose one bottle over the other. And you don’t need to speak an esoteric language just to explain how much you like your spiffy new car.

So why are we pressured into understanding malolactic fermentation, the difference between a Bordeaux and a Meritage, the art of barrel aging, and the taste of slate in order to have a glass of wine?

And the wine industry wonders why more people don’t “get” wine.

So who are we to think that we can democratize wine and tear down the carefully crafted barriers to entry? We are artists, farmers, jokers, mothers, fathers, progressives, drinkers, queens, quarrelers…and winemakers. Grandfather Frank Johnson started it all with a few acres of grapes. We continued it with the creation of Roshambo, a winery dedicated to the idea that wine should be more fun, more delicious, more Roshambo!

They’ve got an art gallery, an annual rock, paper, scissors tournament and a recently launched blog, which has nothing to do with wine and that’s ok by me. I think Scott’s running the show over there too.

I don’t know squat about wine but I’m willing to learn. Naomi, send invitation courtesy of this here blog. I’ll be up your way in an hour, less if you let me stamp on the grapes.

Personal Boycott: Bombay Indian Restaurant

Now here’s one I’ve never heard before. I decide to stay in this evening and call Bombay Indian restaurant for some dinner. I’ve done this dozens of times, enough so that they know my order (Saag Paneer and Chapati). Only this time, right after I’m done giving it they tell me “Sorry. it says here you cancelled the last order. So you can no longer order from us.”

I argue. I protest. I say “You’re saying you don’t want my business?”

To which they reply “We don’t need a customer like you.”

Let me get this straight…

1) I have no memory of this ever happening. So maybe Suzan did it. Fine.

2) Even if either of us did, did they really waste the food? Am I the only person that evening to order saag paneer and chapati? You couldn’t give it to another customer? An employee at the end of their shift?
3) What if I had suffered a heart attack and was being rushed to hospital and that’s why I cancelled my order? Why are they assuming my reasons are suspect?

4) Had this not have happened, I would have continued to order from them as long as I lived in the neighborhood. Which means that for the cost of one meal they will give up dozens that I would have ordered from them.

This is perhaps the dumbest business practice I have ever falled pray to. If you live in San Francisco, I recommend not patronizing Bombay Indian Restaurant. They do not respect their customers nor have any interest in being good neighbors. Their motto “great food, excellent service” is a half-true joke.

San Francisco: A Tummy Kinda Town

A great newly-discovered blog San Francisco Gourmet (suggested by the always excellent Lipstick and Magazines) has just alerted me to some fantastic news: Bon Appetit has just voted San Francsico the #2 restaurant town in America behind New York! Also the SFG lists 10 reasons why San Francisco is a great eating town. Which makes me want to go out and nosh right now.

Nothing like a little civic pride. I’m all over this blog and its foodie obsessions.

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