This is like Thomas Keller sent the cast of 8 Women to your house w/ the seven layer dip* he had whipped up for you:
This is some serious Dead Sea Scrolls business, but revamped. It's like an app where you can etch your theses directly on church doors. And I learned about it from a lady who wrote a big book for my day job, but now is all about the technology and the humanities, who found it via someone I don't know who found it Via Fab 5 Freddy curating (?) the YouTube blog.
*What would the layers of the Keller seven layer dip be?
A little bit of inside baseball here, but also possibly zeitgeist-indicative. A recent visit to the GSP Whole Foods overlapped with a Peach Party, sponsored by the South Carolina Department of Agriculture, as part of a larger Palmettovore program. As the site explains "a Palmettovore is a person who attempts to eat only produce and products grown and processed in South Carolina." It's nice to see that the idea of eating things grown near you has spread to benighted places like SC, and only a few years after Alice Waters came up with the idea.
What makes this interesting is that at least in SC terms, SC Commissioner of Agriculture straight-up ganked this idea from his opponent in the last election, the aforementioned Emile DeFelice, who made "put your state on your plate" his campaign slogan. As one is wont to say when somebody bites someone's style, "Scooby-Do." (See first 30 seconds of below mp3.) On the positive side, it's nice to see Hugh Weathers, a self-described "committed conservative leader," who came to his office from the agribusiness side of things, embracing eating locally as consistent with the role of a state agricultural commission.*
*During the Weathers/DeFelice contest in 2006, a Weathers supporter explained to me that DeFelice was a decent fellow, but the problem with him was that he was an "organic farmer," which he used as if it were a synonym for "devil-worshipping commie pederast."
An evocative image, though the followup comment that Keller passed out shirts saying "be the bacon" to staff may edge it over into Creeptastistan, but Keller's muse will surprise many, though not longtime readers of the Cod. Fred Shero, coach of the legendary Broad Street Bullies squads of the 1970s, is the source of this particular aphorism. No word yet on how many Per Se menu staples were ganked from the Flyers' training table.