This is about navigating the joys, frustrations and some flying by the seat of your pants of cooking in (can I split that recipe for eight down or will I be eating this for the next week) and eating out (always bring a book) as a single girl.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Big Government Has Its Paws in Your Doggie Bag
This is not a political site, but when the government fucks with my eating I tend to get a little cranky. My dad is in town for Easter weekend and I have been noticing that things just a little off at our usual haunts.We all know that Mayor Bloomberg is against transfat and salt (with all due respect sir - transfat and salt don't kill people, and you shouldn't legislate personal choice). But what really pissed me off was what happened when I asked my waiter at Les Halles for the amazing au jus Normand that my mussels had been cooked in to go. It was delicious and what better an afternoon snack the next day than dipping a baguette (with butter) in warmed up sauce Normand, perhaps with a glass of red wine to counter the cholesterol. Well I was informed that the NYC Health Department wouldn't allow them to pack it up for me as it had been used to cook fish and had dairy in it so if I didn't handle it properly I might get sick. Well I would like to send a big fuck you to the NYC DOH. If I don't properly reheat the stock and I get sick, that's my problem and it's none of you business. In fact you owe me $4.27 for the au jus Normand that I paid for and couldn't finish.
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