Photographic Lunch at Lemonade

BBQ beef brisket sandwich with green tomato and cheddar.

$1 lemon cupcake, crumbly like cornbread.

Blueberry mint lemonade. And Piggy.

Roscoe's #13 is the key to the kingdom.

I'm officially changing my "religious views" to Roscoes.

(EDITOR'S NOTE: "Religious views", the category on Facebook.)

photo courtesy street view.

Kit Kat Top 10

Here y'are:
THE Top 10 Kit Kat Flavors You've Probably Never Tried. Is up! And I'd like to mention that I'm incredibly proud to write for a publication that allows me the freedom to compare Kit Kat fingers to the logs that built Lincoln's cabin.



Also, this:
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UPDATE: Kit Kat Top 10 has 41 Tweets and counting!!

elizabeth, jello saint

My cunada Elizabeth blew me away with these photos she posted to Facebook. Here she is (with the big smile) with her insane gelatinas in Oaxaca. In Mexico, Jello is practically religious. So Eli's something of a Jello saint. (I assume this is how it works. Saintdom.)

Despite having a number of really very noteworthy food excursions lately (judging L.A. Cupcake Challenge, the 2nd Annual Gold Standard, 2 visits to Silverlake's new Forage, and a very successful Oscar pot luck), I haven't been able to bring myself to post. My head is elsewhere. And thinking and writing about food feels painfully irrelevant.

Nevertheless, I'm working on a Top Ten Kit Kat Flavors You've Probably Never Tried, the latest addition to my ever-growing body of surprisingly successful Japanese snack food posts (or as I sometimes refer to it, My LA Weekly Legacy). For it, I began a wonderfully tangential, slightly jingoistic introduction, which I will not use, but which I believe best reflects my state of mind as of late:

In honor of the birthday of President Andrew Jackson (Monday March 15), Squid Ink has taken the the time to pay homage to America's adopted sons, the Kit Kat. A licensed product of America's own Hershey Company, this classic confection stacks three layers of creme-filled, crispy wafer inside four milk chocolate-covered fingers, each with the ability, nay, the freedom, to snap, or "break", from the bar one at a time. Sturdy and brown, these chocolate bars recall the logs that built Lincoln's cabin...God bless America.

Yup, crazy. You can expect the real thing to go up sometime this week.