The chickens are laying again, the greens and onions are up, and the days are getting longer: Brunch season is here. I've been practicing a simple dish of poached eggs served on a bed of spinach and asparagus, garnished with crispy pieces of salt pork or bacon. Sometimes I drench the whole business in a blanket of hollandaise sauce. Or more often, it’s a blanket of failed hollandaise that I resurrect to perfection with mayonnaise and a microwave. Read all about it in this week’s Food section.
How to Pick Up Chicks
The house that Ben built
If you’re on any kind of schedule, you should probably avoid Ben Michael’s restaurant on even a half-busy evening. The slow-moving spectacle that often passes for service will be frustrating if there’s some other place you need to be. But if you aren’t in a hurry, that same chaos could pass as entertainment. And if you show up during a quiet lunch hour and you’re the only one there, expect to be treated like royalty.
Food for Thought
Brunching With the Benedicts
Or, hollandaise for dummies
The chickens are laying again, the greens and onions are up, and the days are getting longer: Brunch season is here. I've been practicing a simple dish of poached eggs served on a bed of spinach and asparagus, garnished with crispy pieces of salt pork or bacon. Sometimes I drench the whole business in a blanket of hollandaise sauce. Or more often, it’s a blanket of failed hollandaise that I resurrect to perfection with mayonnaise and a microwave.
The Daily Word:Limbaugh's losing more advertisers; Iraqi emo kids are getting stoned; Himalayan viagra
Vintage covers from lesbian pulp novels.
The first Santa Fe spice arrest.
Steven Seagal is being sued.
Delicious sounding egg in an onion ring. *[8pm]original site is down because everyone wants to know how to make these delicious eggs.
The stoning of Iraqi emo kids has begun.
Rush Limbaugh and other conservative talk show hosts are losing advertisers faster than fleas jumping off a dead rat.
No cowbells or saxophones allowed under Nazi rules for jazz.
Watch this guy completely lose his shit over a role playing game.
Dick Clark's nifty Flintstones home is for sale.
Today is the anniversary of the earthquake and tsunami that hit Japan in 2011.
Food for Thought
Sunny Side Up
A better life for egg-layers and the humans who love them
The age-old debate over which came first seems close to being resolved in favor of the chicken. After years of hens being treated as little more than egg-dispensers, concern is rising for the well-being of the layers themselves. Meanwhile, the practice of personal flock-keeping is on the upswing. Across the country, and in many parts of the world, chicken-first approaches are supplanting the simple quest to create the cheapest eggs possible.
Food for Thought
Is this the beginning of better factory farms?
When news broke on July 7 that United Egg Producers had struck a deal with longtime nemesis the Humane Society of the United States, a lot of people had to check and make sure they weren't reading The Onion by mistake. The surprise announcement drew gasps of "stunning," "historic" and "landmark" from observers in the food and agriculture community. The often bitter antagonists appear to have buried the hatchet, at least temporarily, and not up each other's bottoms. Gary Truitt, in Hoosier Ag Today, wrote: "Unprecedented does not do the situation justice."
The Daily Word 8.23.10: trapped miners, big traffic jam, Neil Patrick Harris.
There is a deadly Phillipine bus thing.
The world’s largest traffic jam enters its ninth day.
In Chile, 33 trapped miners are ok.
A few bad eggs.
Albuquerque didn’t make the list of ten most-tattooed cities.
Unravel the mysteries of Trader Joe’s.
There are reports of Black-Eyed Kids in Ohio.
There are alligators in New York.
We need 12-character passwords now.
Has the Chocolate Cafe closed?
Neil Patrick Harris held a fundraiser for Musical Theater Southwest.
A guy tried to steal a kid’s bike.
New Mexico is getting a bunch of Federal money for broadband improvements.
Happy birthday, Barbara Eden.
Neighborhood Vietnamese joint is in the groove
Come for the emissions testing, come back for the duck soup. That's the brilliant business model that almost was, but isn't. It turns out 2000 Vietnam Restaurant and Saigon Express Emissions Testing, in an attached garage on Zuni and San Mateo, are separate businesses. But I'm still coming back for the duck soup.
Something to Crow About
Just a Couple of Chickens
Corinne Tippett never cared one way or the other about chickens. She harbored no childhood dreams of becoming a farmer, an egg seller or a butcher. But one day in 2004, without much planning, the Northern New Mexico resident found herself with a roost full of more than 100 birds—chicken, ducks, geese, quail, pheasants and a myriad of other tiny, feathered hatchlings.
Food for Thought
My hens wanted to be moms. I did my best to be a dad.
Two of our hens recently got broody. While the other two kept up their standard schedules of scratching around, chasing bugs and rolling in the dust, Black ’n Blue, a sweet little Bantam, and Annabelle, a tough orange Buff Orpington, stopped laying eggs and glued themselves to their nesting box. Once in a while Baldy or Chicken Hawk came in to lay an egg and forfeit her creation to the broody girls, who used their beaks and claws to roll the new egg onto their pile. They shared this pile, sitting side by side, sometimes with their wings wrapped around each other. They wouldn't leave the nest to eat or drink, so I put food and water dishes next to the nesting box.