Archive for February, 2008

Golden Clog Awards

Two of my favorite foodie men were at the South Beach Food and Wine Festival this weekend announcing the winners of some very exciting new awards. The Golden Clog Awards. Michael Ruhlman and Anthony Bourdain created these absolutely hilarious awards with categories such as:

“The Alton” for being on the Food Network and yet, somehow managing to not suck. Winner? Ina Garten. I completely agree.

“The Rocco” for the worst career move. Winner? Tyler Florence for becoming the spokesperson for Applebees. What I wanna know is, how was Rachael Ray and her Dunkin’ Donuts move not a nominee?

“The Steingarten” for the writer or blogger who actually GETS it. Winner? Mike Nagrant. Agree, but I’m a big Bill Buford fan, too.

Some of the nominees and winners I’m not familiar with, but Ruhlman and Bourdain seriously make anything funny. And I’m wicked jealous of anyone who was at the South Beach Food and Wine Festival this weekend. I’m jealous because a) So many celebrity chefs were there and it looked like an awesome time and b) We got way too much snow here in Boston and South Beach sounds pretty good to me right about now.

To read more about Bourdain’s thoughts on the Golden Clog Award winners, check out his blog.

The Golden Clog Awards. Image from Eater SF

Bourdain and Ruhlman. Image from Eater SF


How Did I Ever Live Without the Corn Stripper?

I admit, I have an aversion to corn on the cob. Ever since middle school when I got braces and couldn’t eat it, I started absolutely hating it. And now, though the braces are long gone, I cannot stand eating corn off the cob. I just won’t.

But the thing is, corn is sooo delicious. My great dislike for corn on the cob has nothing to do with my not loving it. But I refuse to eat corn on the cob. You’re probably wondering, but wait! How can you turn down the sweet, starchy taste of summer? I can’t, really. So, if my family happens to be eating corn fresh from the garden, my dad cuts the corn off the cob for me. Yes, I’m 25 years old and my dad still cuts the corn of the cob for me (I don’t even have to ask!). However, I don’t live with my dad and am often offered corn on the cob when he’s not around. This has been a problem in the past (no, I have not yet found anyone else willing to cut corn off the cob for me), but now, I have finally found the solution:

The Corn Stripper from OXO:

Is this not the best idea ever? I need to buy a few. One to give to my dad, of course; one to keep at my apartment; and one to carry in my purse. It would be acceptable to pull out the corn stripper in a restaurant, no? Well, there’s always those summertime barbecues. Talk about being the hit of the party….