Bill Deresiewics was interviewed on the CBC this morning, and while he may offer a more genteel critique of the "high food" movement, I think he's fundamentally on the same page as the think tank here at Falling Downs.
I wonder what Bill would think of the picture I'm looking at right now, on page L3 of yesterday's Globe and Mail. Near one side of an otherwise pristine white dinner plate we see a brown and white conglomeration of something, which appears to have been festooned with a couple of parsley sprigs.
Said conglomeration occupies a very small fraction of the surface area of that plate. The caption informs us that "Momofuku adopts aspects of Chinatown service."
I'm not sure what "Chinatown service" implies, but I do know that Momofuku is one of the current high temples of the food-is-art movement that Deresiewics has been railing against.
When my children were quite young I often took them to a park in Saint John, right downtown, Loyalist Square I think it was called, to feed the pigeons. The pigeons were quite accustomed to being fed and could be quite bold. Along with feeding the pigeons, we had ample opportunity to observe them defecating.
Which brings me back to Momofuku. That wondrous artsy delicacy pictured in the pages of The Globe?
Looks to me like somebody let the pigeons a little too close to the picnic table, and one of them took a crap on the edge of the dinner plate.
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