Consider it a wish list, if you will. I don’t anticipate any of these
happening immediately, but hey, this is my wish list and I can dream if I want to,
dream if I want to. Here’s to a very happy, healthy and delicious 2007
to each and everyone!
You know him,
you love him. I idolize him. But not just for his culinary experience
and skills as a cookbook author. Over the past year David has given us
incredible insight about being an American living in Paris. His entries
are hilarious, eye-opening, filled with stories of bureaucratic red
tape and lessons about patience, paperwork and food (including the
occasional foot shaving and accidental hair removal tales). I know
we’re all eagerly anticipating his newest cookbook in the spring, but
for the record let me say that I’d be the first person lining up for 72
hours outside a bookstore, unbathed and dressed in trash bags just
waiting for my copy.
Please David, please?
2. Rachael Ray enters a convent, never to be seen or heard from again.
Oh stop your boos and hisses, you know you secretly wish it too.
3. Books from Melissa and Bea
Blogs are wonderful. They inform, they
engage, they entertain. However, you can’t put a blog on a shelf, wrap
it and mail it as a gift, or make notes and carry it with you for
years. That’s why I’d like to see books from my two favorites, Melissa
of Traveler’s Lunchbox and Bea from La Tartine Gourmande. What they do transcends the
every day food blog. It’s hard to curl up with a lap top and cup of
tea when I read their latest entries, which is why I think they need
4. Extreme Local eating challenges – cuz piety rocks, y’all!!!
It’s my hope
that the eating local challenge will cause a rash of foodies to lose
their minds and attempt to outdo each other by only eating within a
200-yard radius, then immediately blog about it to feel good about
themselves and the environment. Do I hear a 100 foot radius, anyone?
5. Cities will pay attention to more important pressing matters than banning certain foods.
don’t think a municipal ban on something like trans fats is a bad thing
exactly, as we could do without them entirely. But cities banning foods
like foie gras is just plain silly and a waste of time, energy and
money. It’s so obvious to state it here, but I’d really like to see
city councils and certain politicians go back to doing what they were
hired to do and leave the food to the professionals. If you’re so
concerned with health and the welfare of all living creatures, limit
the number of fast food places we have and pour money into education.
Now that’s a start.
6. Sandra Lee goes away.
7. Cupcakes go on vacation. For a very, very, very long time.
I know the trend
is over, but it still trickles in here and there. I love cupcakes. I
mean I LOVE CUPCAKES. But if I photograph another one or eat one more
I’ll pull out what little hair I have. Let them go on vacation until
2010 or so. My eyes (and waist) will thank you.
8. Regina Schrambling says something nice and sweet about someone.
9. My 2nd attempt at cooking Barbacoa is met with success.
This past spring
I had a great idea – try to cook barbacoa de cabeza in my backyard.
It’s a traditional Mexican method of wrapping a seasoned cow head in
burlap, cooking it in the ground overnight and uncovering some of the
most tender, succulent meat you’ve ever tasted. But it didn’t work. The fire-that-you-can’t-see-or-monitor burned out. And
it took me 2 days to dig a hole in the ground. And cleaning a 30 pound
head is gruesome (thanks, Adam!) And my back still hurts from digging. And trying to
find a reputable cow’s head ain’t easy. Did I mention it’s gruesome?
All of a sudden harvesting my own snails seems easy.
10. No one in the world goes hungry. Ever again.
Being a part of this month’s Menu for Hope III meant so much to me. We raised a significant amount of money to feed people, but so much more can be done. The irony is that we’re up to our eyeballs in more food than we could ever possibly eat while so many go to bed hungry. Even in my own country. I vow to do more to help others in the coming year, and I’m already looking forward to the next Menu of Hope and it’s my wish that we’ll outdo ourselves yet again.
Happy new year, friends!
A note: Folks, no hate mail, please. This is all meant in fun and it’s satire,
I’d never want anyone to disappear under mysterious circumstances.
Ever. But I meant what I said about David, Bea and Melissa. Sure did.