Eating is the Ultimate Contact Sport: The Week in SFoodie
• Call it skittishness before the weekend's roiling Pride festivities, or some freaky premonition (the way your cockapoo gets all quivery pre-earthquake) that Farrah and MJ were about to step the hell off. Whatever the reasons, it was a bare-knuckles week in food, starting with a barrage of sucker punches over a SFoodie column name. Can we get a ref up in here?
• Resident food critic Meredith Brody documented her two-fisted lust affair with something called a Lasker. Here's a hint: It's juicy.
• On the penultimate day of our Queer Food Capital coverage before Pride, we speculated on the lesbian origins of modern food writing. Grab a tissue, it's kind of tear-jerker.
• The producer of this month's jacked-up Great American Food and Music Fest is setting himself up for more, only next time he swears it'll be different. Can you believe him?
• Guest blogger Mando Rayo, aka El Mundo de Mando of Austin-based TacoJournalism, took a salsa-doused bite of the Mission and declared it pretty good.
• And finally, perhaps to shake the week's sketchy mojo, Tamara Palmer thought of her favorite things. Cheer up, everybody: It may have been a sharp-elbowed week in local food, but celebration is damn near upon us.
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