Aziz Ansari, Eric Wareheim and Jason Woliner present “Food Club”.
The symbol of a changing San Francisco
For this installment of “Artist Eats,” we asked Ryan De La Hoz to share his favorite place to eat. Ryan is a San Francisco-based artist, who had a recent exhibition at Slow Culture in L.A. and has an 8-page feature in the current issue of Juxtapoz. Continue reading for his answer.
This documentary film traces the origins of Chinese American cuisine through what is arguably its most famous dish, General Tso Chicken. Grab some take-out and take in the trailer in, or better yet, make your own.
Farming the White House by Arlo Crawford
When the Crawford family was recruited to help Michelle Obama grow her vegetable garden, they got a close look at the frustrations and thrills of politics.
Before going to bed on the night before Good Friday, Cowgirl Café owner Karen Hendrickson prayed to the Lord: “Dear God, please just continue to look over the Cowgirl Café.” Little did she know that the next morning her prayers would be answered, and it would be the big guy’s son who would do the watching. Risen from the griddle—and soon to be on display in the Norco, California restaurant—this image of Jesus with “a receding hairline” appeared on a freshly made pancake. To some it’s a “divine sign,” and to others a wasted meal that looks like Charles Manson, but whatever the case, Jesus is out there on a pancake on a plate for anyone that wants to make the pilgrimage.
This is how it’s made
The Alcohol and Tobacco Tax and Trade Bureau recently approved a new powdered alcohol not-so-cleverly named “Palcohol.” Coming in seven flavors, from “Margarita” to “Kamikaze”, the powdered mixes will be available in the fall, just in time for the start of tailgate season.
For this installment of “Artist Eats,” we asked Winnie Truong to share her favorite place to eat. Winnie is a Toronto-based artist, whose exhibition, Rites of Passage, is currently on view at Galleri Benoni in Copenhagen. Continue reading for her answer.
A kitchen gadget that scrambles an egg without opening the shell, enabling you to create some exotic delicacy called the “Golden egg.” Yum.
In defiance of my fiancee’s requests to do otherwise, I will embrace my inner glutton in the supermarket aisle, one product at a time. An ongoing series until I get shut down.
Poppin’ Pebbles ($5.29)
I came close to getting shut down last week after just one venture into this fine idea. Upon hearing of my delicious intentions, the lady of the house promptly ordered me a week’s worth of vegan and macrobiotic lunches and said “you’re screwed, because I’m not traveling for weeks.” Since I’m not about waste, I realized that the only meals I could control during this encampment would be breakfast and snacks. So it was with this in mind that I entered an aisle of the supermarket that has been coveted since my first steps as a human being. The cereal aisle. So many colors, so many flavors, so many cartoon characters trying to lure me into a sugar-filled journey to the bottom of a bowl. Familiarity led me towards the Pebbles section and after a brief scan I focused in on Poppin’ Pebbles, a new entry into the Pebbles cereal family. There on the cover were Bam-Bam and Pebbles having a hell of time, mesmerized by the fizzing balls on their tongues. I immediately wanted that childhood sense of wonder and excitement, and knew that these Pop Rocks Pebbles were going to give me just that. I was sold. Pegged as a do good dad by the checkout girl, I hurriedly scampered outside into the early afternoon and back to the safety of my apartment. And to the kitchen I ran. After pulling a bowl down from the cupboard, I tore open the box top, and emptied the bright flaky contents into the dish. A very sweet and welcoming scent filled the air, a smell exclusive to freshly-opened cereal, candy, and certain types of pot. With growing anticipation for my sneaky treat, I turned towards the refrigerator, opened it, and was given the biggest ‘Fuck You’ of the day. Almond milk. In my rush to feed, I forgot the lord’s milk, Vitamin D. How is one supposed to get 100% gluttonous with a healthy dairy alternative? Without even trying, my dear sweet woman had struck again. Hanging my head, I reasoned to myself that milk was simply just a vessel for the cereal, and poured the flavorless nut water in. Now you’ve probably been waiting this entire time to read how the cereal tasted? Well, that first spoonful was an electric flavor explosion. Without the competition of milk on my palette, the taste was just pure overwhelming berry pebbles. Did the cereal “pop”? Not like the buttons on my pants after two consecutive bowls. Was the bowl finished in under two minutes? Definitely. Would I eat it again? I still have the rest of the box to finish. So, yes. With that I leave you until next time, and remember, eat for fun every once in a while.
A side by side comparison of Macaulay Culkin Eating a Slice of Pizza & Andy Warhol Eating a Hamburger
If this looks delicious to you, then you owe it to to yourself to order one.
The 20-layer, Epic Grilled Cheese
For this installment of “Artist Eats,” we asked DMOTE to share his favorite place to eat. DMOTE is a New York-based artist from Sydney, who led the Australian graffiti scene in the early 1990s. Continue reading for his answer.