Showing posts with label Ira Glass. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ira Glass. Show all posts

Friday, February 24, 2012

Werner Herzog On Chickens

The filmmaker, documentarian, and philosopher shares his always memorable sense of observation, this time opining on chickens.


Though Herzog does not love chickens as much as we do, might we suggest a little tête-à-tête on the topic with another man with opinions on chickens, Ira Glass?

Just a thought.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Dear Ira Glass,

We, like you, love a medium-spicy original banh mi sandwich with a bubble tea chaser. (Clearly, you don't order the shredded chicken.) But, Ira, our dearest and dreamiest Ira, thank you for openening our eyes to the sad, deceiptful foul-play by the no-good, very bad guys at Henry's.

We, the ladies of Gastronomista, have held to a stictly no-negativo policy on our posts, but Ira, you have turned us to the dark side. We are hereby publicly boycotting the teeny little Park Slope banh mi demons at Henry's.

But Wait! This is Hanco's: The Real Deal. (Sexy food porn by Serious Eats.)


Ira, you have opened our eyes to The Truth. And to The Lies.

For those of you who haven't been obsessively following the news and goss, Ira did some hard-core investigative reporting in the underworld of Vietnamese sandwich production, and learned that the proprietiors of Henry's pilfered everything - from exact menus to fonts to recipes - from their former employers, the good and humble folks at Hanco's.

Truth: Henry's is located precisely between point A (our gym, the site of hunger-inducing work-outs) and point B (our apartment, the respite for our hunger-sating snacking).

Lies: 3 miles on the treadmill outweighs a medium-spicy original banh mi sandwich with a bubble tea chaser.

Truth: We want one anyway. Hanco's is 4 blocks Northward from Henry's, and thusly triangulates to about 12 blocks out of our way home.

Lies: "About 12 blocks" is too far out of our way for a post-run bite.

Truth: Since we really want an effing banh mi after a run, we will forever now haul our butts on over to Hanco's, where originality reigns and hypocrisy is no more.

Lies: Anything sold by Henry's.

Final Truth: We actually listened to this particular episode of TAF while treadmilling, and we actually went out of our way uphill to Hanco's for our hand-held delight. It tasted of Truth, honesty, and all that is good in the world (especially pork).

Readers, you can listen to the whole report on the "Million Dollar Idea" episode of history's greatest radio show ever, This American Life. If you, fair reader, don't already download the free weekly podcasts, you can stream this episode here: http://www.thisamericanlife.org/radio-archives/episode/412/million-dollar-idea (Producers, why can we not stream these episodes??? You are so now, so futuristic, so soothsaying. And yet you don't let us stream? Why the madness?!)

Hanco's is located at 350 7th Avenue in Park South, Brooklyn. We won't even tell you where Henry's is.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Every Person in New York

Artist Jason Polan is obsessed with chronicling things: everything visible to the public at the MoMa, gems and dinosaurs at the American Museum of Natural History, the passage of time. His quest to draw every person in New York takes us on a journey through the city and introduces us to many of its residents -- ordinary urbanites, children, people in fanny packs, and more than a bevvy of the art, film and music world gliterrati in their natural environments. We spend most of our time with Jason at the MoMa, Union Square, commuting around town on the subway, and in SoHo... and at Taco Bell. Boy loves himself a nacho. As of November 30th, a year-and-a-half into his quest, Jason had drawn 8,300 people - one tenth of one percent of his residents. And boy, do they know how to eat.

First up, our main man Mario. Love the Crocs.
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Order up: toasted sesame bagel, gaspe salmon, regular cream cheese, wasabi roe. And a side order of the oh-so-delicious Josh Russ Tupper.

Sherlock Holmes here. They're filming "Clearing the Air", a short on SNL, Season 34, Episode 8 (no video available, sorry, but here's the transcript) at Bellavitae Restaurant at 24 Minetta Lane.
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Every Person in New York

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When's he going to catch a glimpse of Ira Glass? Ira, come to New York City so we can see you!

Monday, November 9, 2009

Chicks, Man

Dear Ira Glass,

When anyone asks us the age-old party question, "If you could pick one person to have dinner with, who would it be?" our answer is always, "OH MY GOD. Ira Glass." We always pictured that we would devise a somewhat aspirational feast for you, with each course having it's own little back story. And you would be so interested in every mundane detail of what we had prepared and why, and then we would just sit there, letting the sweet sounds of your voice wash over us. Importantly, when devising our menu for this greatest of all dinners, we now know to steer clear of chicken.
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So, walking around Karen Davis' farm, was this your cast of characters?

The Smug One



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