2007: the worm has turned, and Nancy Pelosi and food bloggers are in the driver's seat. No, seriously. With the exception of a few prominent folks who happen to write about food in this medium, I can't see the staff at many restaurants getting their touques in a twist when a server whispers "Probable blogger at Table 12!" It does seem that, emboldened by the the Sirio Shakedown, that more than a few clowns with laptops and DSL will dub themselves bloggers, make themselves known at restaurants, and then be frosted when Daniel Humm does not shimmer up to their table, proffering comped squab amuses. We can only hope that the newly established certification program for food bloggers will forestall these excesses.