Monday, October 5, 2009

I Like Food Food Tastes Good

I was pretty bummed out when the news broke this week that Gourmet magazine had folded. Not because I've ever bought a single issue; I've pored over it at other people's houses but I generally like my food porn to resemble things I would actually make myself. Everyday Foodand the like. Its demise sucks partly because it was a beautiful magazine, but also because — like many others who make their living with words — I get a 'what the eff are we all doing here anyway' sort of feeling when I hear that a big dog like Gourmet got put down.

If you are someone who has "ever loved food and/or magazines," read this Time Out Chicago blog post on Gourmet's closing. As an editor who used to get letters from puzzle solvers who said we helped them through a hard time (sometimes actual hard time if they were incarcerated) or even taught them how to read, I'll never tire of stories about the way magazines can affect people's lives. It's cold comfort to the newly jobless staff, but I hope they read it too.

Some songs about food and drink, some more tangential than others:





I'm too poor to see Dead Milkmen at Riot Fest this Saturday. Hot tears.



I was just thinking the other day how it is weird that there hasn't been a Jeff Buckley biopic, when of course there is going to be a Jeff Buckley biopic. James Franco, yeah okay. Robert Pattinson, take your weirdly Eastern European sounding stilted-ass American accent elsewhere.

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