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.