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Feb. 26, 2008

I Break for Pork «

Posted February 27, 2008

First, let me tell you what the above is NOT. It is more definitely NOT a braised pork belly, which is what I had really, really wanted to make after having 2 excellent versions recently at new local fav Ox and Top Chef Season 1 Winner Harold Dieterle’s place, Perilla. The non-existent pork belly is not sitting atop a bed of braising lentils, nor is there a simply dressed salad of pea shoots alongside.

I tried to give you these things. I left my office (31st and 8th) early today to head to Whole Foods (24th and 7th) in search of the belly. There was none there, probably because there were no sufficiently virtuous pigs available this week, so I swung by the Garden of Eden (23rd and 7th) where I was similarly disappointed. It was only slightly frigid outside, so I walked down to Balducci’s (14th and 8th) where, despite the cavernous space, there was very little actual food available for purchase. So I tried the Gourmet Garage (7th Ave. South and 10th), failed, and then tried Citarella (6th and 9th). Where I gave up and decided to do a spice-crusted pork tenderloin with the blood orange gastrique I’d been planning instead.

By this point I was so tired and dehydrated – had I known it was going to be such an ordeal, I would have brought a Power Bar – that I bought a bunch of beets and 2 liters of incredibly overpriced imported iced tea for no apparent reason.

On the way out, I barreled directly into Keifer Southerland, who also did not have any pork belly available but was very kind about the whole barreling-into-him thing. The beets, however, continue to mock me. Fucking beets.

Dear Abby,

My husband is a liar and a cheat. He has cheated on me from the beginning, and, when I confront him, he denies everything. What’s worse, everyone knows that he cheats on me. It is so humiliating.  Also, since he lost his job six years ago, he hasn’t even looked for a new one.  All he does all day is smoke cigars, cruise around and shoot the bull with his buddies, while I have to work to pay the bills.  Since our daughter went away to college he doesn’t even pretend to like me, and even hints that I may be a lesbian.  What should I do?

Signed: Clueless

Dear Clueless,

Grow up and dump him. Good grief woman! You don’t need him anymore!  You’re a Senator from New York running for President of the United States. Act like one!

Watch the girl on the bike closely….. Maybe you’ll hate me as much as i hate the person who originally sent this to me!!

I cried after watching this….. Marilyn thanks for sending!!

There are inspirational stories that make you smile. And then there are those that leave you in awe. The story of the World’s Strongest Dad is of awe-inspiring variety.

Dick Hoyt is one half of Team Hoyt. The other half is his son, Rick. Rick has been disabled from birth. He can’t walk or talk. In 1972, a group of Tufts University engineers set out to help Rick. They built a computer he could use to write out his thoughts. (You’ll see him typing with it in the beginning of the video.)

His parents learned that Rick loved sports. Rick told his father he wanted to enter a five-mile benefit run. Dick pushed his wheelchair-bound son in the race. Soon they were competing in marathons, triathlons and even the Ironman. To date, Team Hoyt has run, biked, and swum in 958 events. Check out Team Hoyt’s Web site for the full story.

thanks Risa!!

This is INCREDIBLE! The picture was taken in 1918. It is 18,000 men preparing for war in a training camp at Camp Dodge in Iowa. A gift from our grandfathers…