Now that even I have been suckered

into Super Bowl food (for the sake of the O economy, of course), I see the ultimate indulgence. 

Nothing's sacred

Peanut butter in the cat food. 

(Gleaned from Slate.) 

Mr. Updike

goes to Lutece.

Not fud, just perspective

But I know, I know. If we let them keep all their money, they will spend some in restaurants. 

Not fud, just my roots

Can't imagine how my mom from Belfast by way of NYC adapted.

Not fud, unless you count

my endlessly repeated story of the editor at the NYT in 1982 who went bonkers over a story already on the desk about Capitol Hill volunteers passing out sandwiches to the many homeless in DC -- he was bellowing, "We can't run this! It makes Washington look like Calcutta!" Facts really are stubborn things.  

Not fud, just LOL

One legacy.

Pie hole

You can't say it enough (although it's not in the dictionary as one word). 

No end to the evil

the evildoer did. Good thing for Rogue Creamery et al. 

(Filched from the Aristocrats) 

Not fud, just damning

And this doesn't even include NPR's bending over. Didn't these guys lose? 

Good

point. Never realized PETA was run by Turd Blossom. 

Things are bad

when Velveeta starts to look like cheese. Kraft guy should know it's going for at least five times less than real Cheddar, though. 

Not fud, just good

And I just hope to fuck he's right.

Finally

a president who knows how to get a bill passed: First you marinate the legislators. Let's hope the Chimp is choking on his pretzels at the "ranch." 

He could, in fact, write

a cheese book. 

Mr. Thain goes to Hollywood

WTF? 

Forget the White House garden

Why are we ignoring the elephant in the country? 

If only half this energy

could be devoted to real food issues. . . .

Thinking

in bar graphs and Chinese.

An LOL

that keeps on giving.

The kosher symbol

is not the only cookie concern.

I haven't had the nerve

to read it in "print," but they ran it, so here it is. Logo, by the way, is by the inimitable Stephen Kroninger. Those were the good old days when his work ran in DI/DO. . . 

Where the margarita was born

and something else is ending: Amexica. 

We are all

Frenchies now. 

(Filched from Josh.)

And the good news is

they had to reach back to August to find a significant closing to illustrate trouble in RestaurantLand. 

Not fud, just uplifting

Cruelty-free at last.

So what would qualify

as major food poisoning? Four hundred people sickened, at least six killed, from one product from one plant? 

He's gone

but his damage continues. No labeling needed at farmers' markets. 

Citigroup

goes to Washington.

The talons

have landed, and it's great news for Dallas eaters and readers. 

(Thanks to Alfonso for the tip; I must be on a shit list.) 

Also not fud, just LOL

And right on, considering how many of us never saw the protests at the 2001 inauguration in our hometown paper. 

Not fud, just excellent

There are not enough pretzels in the world . . . 

All that rhum

wasted. So much for Jonathan Waxman as a flotation device: The place is closed and becoming Comida, as if Columbus needs another mediocre Mexican within those six blocks. 

Enough with the kitchen

On to the wine cellar now that the O'Doul's fool is gone. 

First we shoot

all the nutrition "experts." 

I don't recall

reading this in the MSM. The guy literally got away with murder. 

(Gleaned from Digby.) 

Good thing England

is not known for salsa. 

Not fud, just LOL

Shoes and more shoes. 

Not fud, just succinct

No one condenses better. 

Figures

The "mom" doesn't know how to do the Heimlich.

Not fud, just succinct

Unmitigated disaster.

Four-letter

food: fish.

No bad publicity

All about the bylines. 

Maybe we should bail out

some food factories rather than endless banks? And hire some WPA inspectors, maybe? 

(Filched from Josh.) 

New abbreviation

OFFS: Oh. For. Fuck's. Sake. Can these cretins not worry about the Palestinians at the very least?

Politics

makes strange table mates.

Not fud, just graphic

Now, how to fittingly dispose of the countdown clock?

Would only a cynic suspect

the brand names are going to get the best ratings? Looks that way in the photo -- now if they had shown raw carrots with the fiber thumbs-up I might have rolled right over.

Worse

than I imagined -- he's so rude he eats his own special food with guests. Couldn't Panchito have passed that along?

Easily the best

summation so far.

After the gold rush

Neil Young - Fork In The Road

Chowing down with the Chimp

It's got everything but Henry Kissinger and the cigars, but did he have to wait seven years to relate it?

(Filched from the Boy Wonder)

Sounds like

a plan.

Not fud, just graphic

No captions needed. Only legislators with consciences. 

Not fud, just "a steady diet

of dumb." 

I didn't care

until my consort got sucked into the saga; too bad he didn't just read this.

And exactly how

would washing and cooking have prevented puking, squitters, one death so far? 

Not fud, just incisive

Waking the dead.

And he only warned about energy

dependency 30 years ago.

Let's face it

everything is bee poop anymore. My big fear is reincarnation. . . . 

I doubt even the village

will take the idiot back. 

Let 'em eat

pretzels. Another heckuva job, Chimp. 

Not fud, just excellent

The Eartha Kitt connection.

(Gleaned from the Daily Dish.)

Sometimes you have to die

for people to realize you're alive. (Too bad the copy editor pierre'd out in the penultimate graf.) 

Pork

hangover. 

Not fud, just insightful

Key thought: "The U.S. does enough on its own to make itself the target of worldwide anger. Why must it take on Israel's battles as well?"

I'm gone

but not forgotten. That Meyer lemon posset was pretty great. 

Not fud, just appalling

But Turd Blossom insists he read a lot of books. 

One more argument

for keeping Alice out of DC.

Room service, the sequel

Two questions: Where is the Poodle sleeping that night? And is this really the proper reception for a guy who was greeted with "Shyme! Shyme!" everywhere we went in Australia as Iraq was being invaded?  

Not fud, just necessary

He did not keep us safe from 9/11. 

I hope there's a whole chapter

in the memoir on how bad taste just cannot be cured. Could they really not have left the choice to the new residents? The legacy mounts . . . 

My ears hurt

already -- the voice was bad enough; the strained copy will be so much more grating. 

Why can't he just pack up

his pretzels and go home already? (Oh, the fud? Room service.) 

Play-for-No-Pay

will print any old horse shit. Do as he says, not as he weighs. 

Squirrel

you say? 

And to think

we could have wound up with the Budweiser sugar baby.

(Thanks to Anima Mundi.) 

The future

If only. 

Not fud, just a reminder

of how we were all complicit through our passivity, our stupid belief that the system worked after Clinton survived impeachment. Go, Al Franken. 

Not fud, just a recipe

for blowback. 

And people accuse me

of being rough on fat people. 

As I said over at the base camp

Message: Shut your pie holes, Mothers.

You gotta wonder

whose post-holiday parties were more important. Calling Elizabeth Buttkisser. . . 

But what about

the fig and flatulence diet? 

Forgive them, Nature

It appears they have no idea what they're doing. Is there such a thing as nontoxic ash, considering the Tennessee spill? 

Voting

with your rum. The price is right, too. 

Not fud, just amusing

Although six centuries in Walmart would not be punishment enough for this "casualty."