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Food is cheaper in New York?

That’s what a Columbia University study says. But I’m with these ladies:

“Hell no,” said Tina Smith, a 47-year-old mother of two shopping at the Pathmark in Brooklyn’s Atlantic Center. “There’s inflation in New York.”

“I grew up in Denver and was in Cleveland last year, and here is ridiculous,” said Brittany Dierken, 27, while shopping at the Whole Foods store in Union Square. “I’m heading to get a steak for my boyfriend, which is going to cost me my first born, I think.”

Although these quotes illustrate why I kind of love living here. Where I grew up, 47-year-old mothers of two don’t usually respond to questions by a Wall Street Journal reporter with “Hell no.”

(And, for those who are interested in why food is cheaper in New York, the answer is that we have a wider selection of high-end food products which are sold alongside cheaper national brands. So Velveeta may be the same price or a little cheaper in New York as it is in Des Moines, but there are 36 kinds of better cheese next to the Velveeta in a New York grocery store. My bougie local market doesn’t even sell Velveeta (or Cheerios, which drives me up a wall because I love Cheerios). There’s no Kraft mac and cheese; the cheapest is Annie’s Organic. So low-end products are primarily available at big grocery stores and not so much the Whole Foods organic markets. And lower-end products are cheap at the big stores, but there are a bunch of better options on the same shelf that a lot of people end up selecting. So you walk out having dropped $80 on two bags of groceries. Also, it doesn’t seem like this study took bodegas into account, which is where a lot of New Yorkers do their grocery shopping. A real grocery store opened near my apartment last year, and it’s the first time in almost a decade living here that I’ve shopped primarily at a legitimate grocer rather than at a really well-stocked bodega. And bodegas are glorious, especially when they somehow fit everything you would ever want into a tiny space, but their prices are not low. Cheerios are like $7 for the small box. And that’s how a lot of New Yorkers shop, especially folks who don’t live in particularly well-to-do areas).

Against Pasta Primavera

I love vegetables. I love pasta. But I’m with Bittman that “pasta tossed with every vegetable under the sun, spring or not — broccoli, tomatoes, peas, zucchini, asparagus, mushrooms, green beans, you name it — and enough cream to smother any hint of freshness” is not my favorite thing. Luckily, he offers us a bunch of simple, vegetable-centric pasta dishes that aren’t overwhelming primavera-style. The gemelli with dandelions and smoked sausage, and the tagliatelle with peas, pecorino, mint and chiles, are going on my to-make rotation this week.

Preventing Cruelty on the Farm

So this thread is predictably out of control — which let’s be honest, I knew was going to happen, because it happens anytime we talk about food and/or post pictures of cute animals — but some interesting and important arguments about how we eat have been raised in the comments. I’ve written about this before, again to much push-back, but I’ll reiterate that I am definitely not of the “you must go vegan in order to be a good progressive who values animal rights and the environment.” Many people are of that school and that is great! I am personally of the school that says human beings are omnivores and eating meat is not morally wrong; however, human beings also have developed enough cognitive functions to enable us to engage the moral issues that come along with eating animals, and because we have that ability we also have the burden of treating animals with respect, even if we do breed and kill them for food. That means not torturing them; it means consuming meat with the knowledge that the food on your plate came from a living being and deserves a degree of reverence; it means doing what you can, in your particular situation, to lessen the suffering of animals. For some people, that means going vegan. For the more economically privileged, it might mean refusing to buy factory-farmed meat. A lot of vegans will tell you that it is entirely possible to go vegan on almost any income, at least in countries like the United States. I would say that (a) that’s just flatly untrue given all the problems folks have accessing decent, healthy food in general; but (b) yeah, a lot of people — even most people — could definitely get by consuming less meat and fewer animal products. Totally, that is true. I definitely could, even though I’m not a huge meat-eater and mostly eat carbs, vegetables and fish.

But I’m not sure veganism should be the ultimate goal (although consuming less factory-farmed animal products is a pretty laudable one, as is focusing on a more vegetable-based diet). The New York Times has a pertinent article on this today, featuring opinions from a variety of writers, from livestock rancher Nicolette Hahn Niman to some jerkoff from the Cato foundation (his unpredictable position: “let market forces decide!”). Niman’s arguments are the ones that make the most sense to me:

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Sick of small plates? Heavens no!

small plates

Jason Kessler’s bio sounds a lot like mine: He “loves to complain almost as much as he loves to eat.”

But now I will complain about him. Because he is indisputably, unequivocally wrong.

Why do I hate small plates? Because they’re completely contrary to how I like to eat. If I order something I love, I want a lot of it and I don’t want to share. With small plates, you’re encouraged to have a few bites of everything and share with the table. I don’t have a problem with sharing. I do have a problem with sharing something that I didn’t get enough of in the first place. Tell me you haven’t been in a situation where one miniscule portion of baby back ribs–let’s say, four ribs–was served to a table of six. Everyone is forced to cut a tiny slice of a rib to be polite. It’s ridiculous, not to mention unsatisfying.

INCORRECT. Small plates are glorious precisely because you get to sample so many different things. A big plate of something delicious is delicious, but six little plates of six different delicious things? Even more delicious! And sharing is the most fun part of eating, you scrooge.

Wino Forever.

Thirty-eight percent of Americans are regular wine drinkers, but they account for more than 85 percent of all wine drunk in the U.S. And 26 percent drink wine without consuming any food.

I’m mostly in the Eric Asimov camp when it comes to wine sans food:

I’ve become used to the notion that not everybody assumes wine is meant to go with food. But I find the idea of divorcing the two unsettling to say the least. Personally speaking, I love a glass of wine when I’m cooking, as an aperitif. The idea of not finishing a glass after pushing back from the table? Perish the thought! But I can conceive of very few social situations not involving food where I would want to drink wine. It’s not that I’m antisocial; I’m just pro food-and-wine.

It’s not that I think drinking wine without food is a bad idea; I do it, actually really often! But wine is often better with food. Also, I’m an eater, so any time I can add food to a situation, I’m in favor. Also, the wine-without-food thing has sadly led to the kind of wine I like being taken off of menus:

Some wines that are perfectly enjoyable with food might seem austere, tannic and uninviting on their own, while wines that might seem too soft, plush or unstructured with food might offer more pleasure without it.

Certainly, that was a lesson for Joe Campanale, the beverage director and an owner of L’Artusi and dell’anima, restaurants in the West Village. Last year, when he opened Anfora, a wine bar near the restaurants, he expected most people to drink wine while noshing on salumi or crostini. Instead, he has found that many people don’t order food at all.

“It’s affected the styles of wine I put on the list there,” he said. “I tend to like very structured wines with very high acidity and sometimes prominent tannins, but those don’t always go well if you’re knocking wine back without food. I still look for crisp acidity, but tend not to look for tannic wines.” For instance, he’s found that Spanish wines like well-aged Riojas from López de Heredia or Bierzos from Alvaro Palacios are more approachable without food than full-bodied but tannic reds like a traditional aglianico from Campania.

Joey’s restaurants are some of my favorites in New York, and his wine selections are particularly great — I’ve discovered more than a few favorites from his lists. I also like very structured wines with prominent tannins, so it’s a little sad that those are being replaced.

But! I do like this American foray into wine-drinking. Having a glass of wine to relax while you watch TV, or drinking a good glass or two before going out, is a nice cultural shift (and hopefully it means an influx of better wines into my local wine stores).

Cruelty to Animals

Mark Bittman tackles the pet/farm animal divide in his column today, pointing out the ridiculousness of protecting animals from cruelty when they’re pets, but allowing prolonged torture and abuse if they’re farm animals who are being “processed” for food (warning on that link: it has some pretty graphic descriptions of animal cruelty).

[I]n New York (and there are similar laws in other states) if you kick a dog or cat or hamster or, I suppose, a guppy, enough to “cause extreme physical pain” or do so “in an especially depraved or sadistic manner” you may be guilty of aggravated cruelty to animals, as long as you do this “with no justifiable purpose.”

But thanks to Common Farming Exemptions, as long as I “raise” animals for food and it’s done by my fellow “farmers” (in this case, manufacturers might be a better word), I can put around 200 million male chicks a year through grinders (graphic video here), castrate — mostly without anesthetic — 65 million calves and piglets a year, breed sick animals (don’t forget: more than half a billion eggs were recalled last summer, from just two Iowa farms) who in turn breed antibiotic-resistant bacteria, allow those sick animals to die without individual veterinary care, imprison animals in cages so small they cannot turn around, skin live animals, or kill animals en masse to stem disease outbreaks.

All of this is legal, because we will eat them.

We have “justifiable purposes”: pleasure (or, at this point, habit, because eating is hardly a pleasure if you do it in your car, or in 10 minutes), convenience — there are few things more filling per dollar than a cheeseburger — and of course corporate profits. We should be treating animals better and raising fewer of them; this would naturally reduce our consumption. All in all, a better situation for us, the animals, the world.

Yes. And that doesn’t even touch on how cruel the industry is to its human workers.

I’m not a vegetarian, and I don’t plan on going fully vegetarian any time soon (although I was pescatarian for about 10 years). Instructing people to go full veggie isn’t going to work — a lot of people don’t know how to prepare vegetarian-centered food, a lot of people want to eat the foods they grew up eating, and a lot of people like the taste of meat (or are at least used to it). A lot of people also (and this is my personal reason) view food as a fundamental pleasure, and see it as something to be experimented with and shared and tried and tasted in all of its forms. The idea of removing a major source of food from the list of options isn’t going to fly if you believe that food is for something more than just to fill you up. But that pleasure-centered view of food — that it’s not just fuel, but also something that should nourish your body well and should be variable and exciting — actually lends itself pretty well to reduced meat consumption, because it inherently requires you to eat and cook outside of your comfort zone which, for a lot of people, means non-meat dishes.

Bittman isn’t saying that we have to forgo meat completely. Just that eating meat every day is not the greatest, for animals or the environment (or, frankly, for your body). And that if you’re going to eat meat, paying the actual cost of that meat is crucial — that is, getting your meat from sustainable farms that aren’t wildly subsidized by both the U.S. government and their own irresponsible and cruel practices.

All of these things, of course, are not possible for everyone. Cheap meat is cheap for a reason, but it’s all a lot of people can afford; if there are five mouths at the table, a larger quantity of cheap meat makes more sense than a small bit of sustainably-farmed meat. Cooking takes time and clean-up takes time, so sometimes take-out or fast food is easier. Fresh fruits and vegetables are often pricey or not available. Etc etc. There are barriers.

But every time these conversations around food happen at places like Feministe, there seem to be two camps: the People Must Revamp Their Lives camp (who suggest, for example, that it’s totally easy for an entire family to go vegan) and the People Cannot Do Anything More camp (who suggest that everyone is trying as hard as they can and any suggestion that people should make incremental changes is shaming and harmful). And I think both of those views are kind of ridiculous. Are there very real barriers in the way of people being able to eat healthy? Yes, absolutely. Is it possible for every individual to be a perfect eater at all times? No, of course not. But are there small changes that most people can reasonably make, if they are given the tools to make them? Yes. Many of those tools have to come from something bigger than the individual — we need the time to cook and clean up (not possibly in a culture that values Work Work Work and demands that low-wage workers work two or three jobs to stay afloat); access to healthy foods (often not the case if you live in a place where the local stores just don’t carry fresh fruits and vegetables); and access to affordable foods (which doesn’t happen when the government subsidizes the worst agro-businesses, which artificially lower the cost of the unhealthiest, most over-processed “food” out there, and when big corporate food entities have a lot of political sway).

But I want to push back on the “no individual changes can be made” argument a little, because I think it’s both wrong and condescending. There’s rarely nothing that we can do on an individual level (and sometimes there really is nothing; if that’s the case, then ok). Usually the things we can do are very small, but small isn’t nothing. One thing I’ve found particularly helpful, since I’m single, is cooking with friends. I teach P how to make mussels, she teaches me how to make beans and spicy quinoa, we both learn something new and get a good meal out of it. I also go to the Times Recipes for Health and Bittman’s own Minimalist column to get food ideas, often based around whatever I have in my kitchen. And the more I cook based on recipes, the more I understand how to cook without them, and the easier it is for me to just throw some things in my kitchen together and make it taste good.

Cooking more also illustrates how much easier it is, a lot of the time, to make vegetarian food. So I eat vegetarian most days of the week, and don’t have to make a conscious effort to do “meatless mondays” — a meat-based meal is the unusual one. It’s healthier, and a lot cheaper.

Again, the eating habits of a single 20-something Brooklynite are obviously not translatable to everyone (or even most people). I’m not suggesting that everyone eat like me (or even that I’m a near-perfect eater most of the time. I’ve been known to eat a block of cheese and a bottle of wine for dinner. Yesterday I had a cheeseburger, a taco and a cupcake for lunch. I’m not a perfect eater by any stretch). But crucial for me in developing as someone who tries to be somewhat health- and socially-conscious about what they purchase and put in their body has been information-sharing. It’s been reading about the industrial food industry and its cruelty and its environmental and human devastation, and also gathering recipes that allow me to use healthy ingredients, and also choosing restaurants that ethically source their meat, and also pooling knowledge with friends and learning how to cook hands-on. It’s little things — it’s having Monday TV and cooking-dinner nights with friends instead of going out or ordering in. It’s cooking dinner together on Friday and then just going out for drinks. It’s going through my kitchen and seeing what I have and what I can make from it rather than hitting the grocery store or the deli. It’s getting an apple when I’m hungry instead of a cookie. It’s walking a few extra blocks to the green market for my vegetables. These are things that a lot of people already do; for me, they’re small shifts that are manageable in my daily life.

So, my question is: What do you do? How do you negotiate being a socially conscious person (which I assume you are if you’re reading this blog) with the very real day-to-day need to feed yourself and perhaps your family on a set income in a particular place? The point isn’t to say that because you do something, everyone else can, too; it’s to recognize that we all make efforts and we make them in particular contexts, and perhaps by sharing our best practices, we can learn and adopt some new ones.

How to split a check at a restaurant

I would agree with most of this if you took out the misogyny, and I’ll add that approximately 90 percent of the people I dine with on a regular basis are Young Attractive Women, and somehow we all manage to split the bill without issue. In fact, there is often too much money on the table, because no one wants to be That Guy who screws everyone else. Weird.

Also, makes me glad that none of my friends are pains in the ass who will go to dinner with 10 people and then insist that we itemize the check instead of just dividing it evenly. If you came late and just ordered a glass of wine, fine. But “you ordered the salmon and I only got a burger” is irritating, impossible to calculate in large groups, and makes the waitstaff hate you when you hand them 10 cards with 10 different amounts to charge, which never actually add up to the total cost of the meal.

This is also why I hate enormous group dinners. Four people is plenty, thank you, unless it’s someone’s birthday.

Two Girls One Cucumber

PETA-SUPER-BOWL-AD

Oy, Peta, this is just getting sad. If vegetarianism / veganism is really the way to go, you should be able to convince people of that using rational argument and evidence. “Look, titties! Girls fellating a carrot!” is not the most convincing position.

Also, last I checked, women were more likely to be vegetarian than men. Maybe insulting the people who are most receptive to your cause is not the best strategy?

You know what must be nice?

Having a life like this:

But they also say it’s hard to justify dumping a can of mystery meat for Bo while the rest of the family is sitting down to grass-fed osso buco with a side of biodynamic polenta. As people eat more sustainable seasonal produce and meat raised and butchered outside the industrial system, so do their pets. And as do-it-yourself hobbies like canning, gardening and raising backyard chickens have taken off in recent years, grinding 40 pounds of pet food starts to look like another fun weekend project.

I do love simple family dinners of grass-fed osso buco and biodynamic polenta. Who doesn’t? And yes, that is an article about making your own pet food. Which, before anyone gets mad, is not something I am opposed to, if that is how you want to spend your weekend! What is annoying is that, because it’s the New York Times, making your own pet food is presented as super-bourgie and also entirely necessary if you are the kind of person who only buys grass-fed beef and avoids processed foods (and I actually try to only buy grass-fed beef and I avoid processed foods, so this isn’t a criticism of those choices, obviously). It makes you feel kind of guilty for not loving your pet enough to make him his very own food, and it makes you resent the pet-food-makers for their fanciness and sanctimony, and it sells making your own pet food as a Rich Person Thing. Which I don’t think it has to be (even though I think it’s probably a bad idea for most people, since most people do not know the intricacies of animal nutritional needs).

Don’t get me wrong, the Make Your Own Pet Food People can be plenty sanctimonious. When I adopted my cat I had to go to Cat Lady Class to learn the ins and outs of cat ownership (you have to put screens on your windows because cats will definitely fall out; cats are allergic to onions; you should probably get your cat’s balls removed; etc etc), and we were told in no uncertain terms that if we really truly loved our cats and wanted the best for them, we would make them organic food and never ever buy food from the store. But if we were selfish enough that we would not, in fact, cook for our cats, then the only reasonable option was to feed them organic wet food that we only bought after carefully reading the label to make sure that the first ingredients weren’t nasty. If we did decide to feed our cats dry food, or some godforsaken brand like Friskies or Fancy Feast or Alpo, the cat should be taken away by CPS.

I decided to go the middle route: Bourgie organic food bought at the organic deli, after carefully reading the labels. Later, for medical reasons, prescription cat food. Middle-ground sanctimony.

So, point being, I haven’t exactly jumped on the cooking-for-cats bandwagon. That is a bandwagon that I never plan to jump on, actually, and the fact that I even had to attend something called “cat class” made me seriously reconsider the choices I had made up to that point in my life. But that said, it seems like, as is true with eating healthy, cooking for your pet is presented by the Times as something that’s unattainable for most people, unless you have a ton of extra time and a lot of extra cash, and is a class thing that only bored rich people do. Now, being that I have never cooked for my pet and I am almost definitely not going to start anytime soon (sorry, cat), I have no first-hand knowledge as to whether that’s true or not. But I’m guessing it is not, and, like preparing a healthy meal, it is not totally impossible to do on a budget and even with time constraints. The framing of home-cooked pet food, though, feeds right into the Healthy Food Culture Wars, where Rich Liberal Elitists are trying to force-feed you arugula, while Good Down-Home Folks know that a heart attack on a plate is the only way to be a True American — it’s a fictional debate. And the Times, because it’s the Times, has totally created a ridiculous “trend” story that seems to be based mostly on “here is this thing that one of my friends does sometimes,” and is basically prodding its readership to seriously consider whether it’s Class War time.

Do I think making your own pet food is a little bit silly? Yeah (although not as silly as feeding your dog a vegan diet. Seriously?). And it’s also potentially really bad for your pet, if you don’t do your homework to make sure they’re getting all of the nutrients they need. But grinding up some organs and feeding them to your favorite beast doesn’t have to be an Organic Farmer / Rich Person Thing. It will probably always be a dirty hippie thing,* but we all knew that.

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*KIDDING. Also, I just wrote 650 fairly earnest words about making your own pet food, so I don’t think any of you should take me too seriously.