THE GURGLING COD

Worst. Ramen. Ever.

Shit's still real real real, but through the offices of the cinetrix, a moment of leaven, specifically a href="http://bronxflavor.com/">Bronx Flavored moment, described as the lost Tony Bourdain/Kid Creole side project by FOC Maceo. I look forward to watching the video when there is more robust internets, but betimes, the swag pictured at left suggests a world where each borough is defined by its panty steez. The Manhattan briefs,  Queens granny panties, Brooklyn hipsters (natch), Staten Island tap pants, and the Bronx Flavored Thong. It's like anime J.Lo in panty form! 

Program note

Posting will be light, because things are heavy. My mother is ill. See you when I see you, and in general, thanks to all of you out in Internetland who provide distractions/amusements during hard times.

Chris Onstad on Italian food and pornography.

"Italian food is like pornography. I can’t define it, but I know when I have paid too much."

See also. And consider picking up a tee or something from the shop, so Chris does not have to keep picking up odd jobs and can spend more time with his family.

Orange and turquoise-- the new Ebony and Ivory?

So Michelle is on Iron Chef? Lastdaisys, perhaps, but the fotos are worth the price of perdition. See the first lady throw some richly-deserved shade on Alton Brown, and perform the miracle of harmonizing her outfit with Mario's clogs:

 

Vegan Torture pr*n -- Southern Style!

Busy/scary times in Codland, but when our Peerless Photoshopper steps away from the computer and prepares to get medieval on some collards, well, we make time for that.

Halloween Wrapup! Or, The Cod is not above a slutty costume.

When the Cod was but a fry, Halloween was for kids. As an adult, it's surprising for the Cod to see that it's now a holiday for adults, and especially that cohort we treat like adults, even though they often do not behave like adults, which is to say the folks that keep the 'Fesser in the plankton. One of the most frequently uttered (and least sincere) complaints about the holiday is that it has become an excuse for people to dress in ways that are more provocative than usual.

Among folks who are old enough to, like, vote, I don't really see the harm. If a pagan holiday is what it takes to bring even a soupcon of a Weimar cabaret vibe to a small college town, it's worth the risk of a mutually embarrassing encounter at the supermarket with a current student dressed as Bo-Peep and toting a box of Franzia. So the Cod decided to get in the action this year. Did not get as many pictures as I wanted, but I had to deal with the frat boys who wanted me to run through a wall and say "Oh, Yeah!" But you see my normal look above, and on the right, my transformation into Slutty Fiestaware Pitcher!

The Twelve or So Days of Crassmas: Call for nominations

Anchower, and all that. Real life impinges, unfortunately. Betimes, I welcome your nominations for a Gurgling Cod holiday tradition -- The Twelve Or So Days of Crassmas. In the spirit of making Christmas a little different than it is, starting in December, we will be pairing examples of cooking stuff you don't need, but might be encouraged to give as a gift, with worthy organizations that might benefit from a sum of cash about the same as what you would spend on that Santa spatula/sous vide cookbook / cult stove. Please leave your suggestions for the worthy or the useless in the comments, or at email of the fesser 'n' gmail variety.

Cocktail Party, Cocktail Party.

Welcome EDSBS shoppers: here is the terrifying song.

South Carolina FTW!

The gubernatorial adulterous booty calls to Argentina on the state dime, the sex with horses, the racist and anti-Semitic slurs? The Palmetto State was just getting warmed up for the Assistant Attorney General toy*-and substance enhanced sex w/ teen prostitutes. In a graveyard. If this were a rap battle, this would be where South Carolina threw the mic on the ground, looked real hard at Louisiana, Illinois, and Jersey, and walked away.**

*Pretty please, make it be the Twilight dildo?

**Like so:

Oprah says tip 10%?

The Cod is swamped, or I guess beached, this week. This Oprah tells you to tip 10% thing seems to hover in a strange verge of Snopesland. Would welcome confirmation/debunking.