Celebrity chefs still know squat about food safety.
Ten years after we showed the majority of celebrity chefs were food safety imbeciles, foodie fanaticism (and fascism) continues unabated, with fashion still triumphing over facts. And it’s getting worse.
I don’t watch The View, the U.S. chat-fest and I don’t watch the Australian version, The Circle; both are often on at the same time as The Flintstones, so that’s some competitive background viewing (watching the Stanley Cup final live at 10 a.m. yesterday made for excellent background viewing).
Whoopi: When meat is red like this, pink, it’s OK, right?
Rachel: I think people should be better educated about where their food comes from. If you want to eat meat, buy it once in awhile, buy really good quality, and know where it comes from … a lot of the ground beef scares we’ve had are from pre-made patties, mass-produced burgers.
Whoopi: so this is OK?
Rachel: Absolutely, 100 per cent; we made that grind ourselves. If you know the quality of your meat and buy something that says organic or grass-fed, you’re going to be fine if you like your burger a little pinker. … depending on what you’re cooking with, obviously you don’t want a rare turkey burger.
Obviously, Rachel is a victim of food fashion.
Hubbart got it right when she said all ground beef must be cooked to reach an internal temperature of 160F in order to kill bacteria and that color is a lousy indicator of safety.
Hubbart added, “I like how this beef producer put it: “Whether the beef is fed grass, hay, corn, soybean meal, or Krispy Kreme donuts also has nothing to do with the safety of the hamburger. Whether the beef is processed in a large facility, local butcher shop, or at home the same rules apply.”
In the past, someone would assert John Fogerty was singing, “There’s a bathroom on the right,” when he was really singing, “There’s a bad moon on the rise.”
Now, check the web, lyrics are there, punches avoided. But arguments in the absence of data continue, predominantly on dumb cooking shows.
The MasterChef franchise has extended to Australia and New Zealand. I don’t watch it but saw this story from the New Zealand Herald where the eliminated contestant made protestations that his chicken was perfect, while the judges disagreed.
“Controversial MasterChef contestant Tony Price has hit out at the reality show's judges after he was eliminated for serving "slightly undercooked" chicken.
“Price was told he was being sent home after last night's tense cookbook challenge because his spicy Spanish chicken dish was undercooked.
But Price - who sparked a nationwide debate about "narking" after dobbing in two contestants for cheating in last week's Singapore-based challenge - today told nzherald.co.nz his chicken dish was "cooked to perfection."
"I knew then that I didn't serve undercooked chicken and I still know now that it wasn't undercooked," he said.
"It was moist all the way through. It was in an oven at 200 degrees for 35 minutes - that's after I'd browned it off in a pan - then it went into a resting oven for another 30 minutes at 70 degrees.
"It can't not have been cooked - it's a matter of physics and maths."
Price, an Auckland resident who is now cooking fulltime, said the judges should have criticised him for putting them at risk of salmonella - a food bug which can be caught by eating raw chicken.
"If (chicken) isn't cooked, you can't eat it. That's a black and white thing. If it wasn't cooked through enough to get me eliminated, they should have been slamming me for having put them in a dangerous situation (because) they ate so much of it.
There’s an easy, data-based solution: use a tip-sensitive digital thermometer.
Any reader of Gwyneth Paltrow's GOOP newsletter knows the woman loves to name-drop. So of course, over on this Funny or Die spoof, she can't even make a frittata without reminding us all that she dated Brad Pitt, is married to Chris Martin, and is pals with Mario Batali and Cee Lo Green. And Gwynnie would never make any ordinary omelette: This one's done with Fabergé and dodo eggs, plus salt from "adjacent to the Dead Sea Scrolls."
I made a new friend last night in Germany, especially when I taunted him for saying the best music to come out of Canada was Rush.
I knew Rush was big in Europe, but not the best thing to come out of Canada when competing against The Guess Who, The Band, Neil Young, Sloan, Tragically Hip, Blue Rodeo, Max Webster, David Wilcox, Teenage Head, Martha and the Muffins, and Alanis (in her early Debbie-Gibson-inspired-mall-dancing version).
At least I didn’t do my patented falsetto karaoke of Greedy Lee singing Closer to the Heart (And the men who hold high places …).
I also taunted my new friend for his lack of hockey knowledge, and proclaimed that all other sports would be far more interesting with full body contact – tennis, golf, baseball, basketball, lawn bowling and shuffleboard.
But the closest thing to the speed and mayhem of hockey that I’ve found is Australian rules football – AFL.
Fans will be relieved to know that West Coast midfielder Daniel Kerr is back to normal after overcoming a worrying case of food poisoning, but fellow on-baller Matt Priddis remains in doubt for Sunday's AFL clash with St Kilda at Patersons Stadium.
Not only do they write like that down here, they talk like that. It’ll be awhile before I learn Australian.
AAP reported that Kerr's eyes almost closed over and his face was left heavily swollen after suffering an adverse reaction to a meal on Monday, with teammate Nic Naitanui posting a graphic picture of Kerr's plight on twitter.
Eagles' coach John Worsfold was unsure what food caused the allergic reaction, but said West Coast's medical staff treated the problem and Kerr had since made a full recovery.
Ten years ago, armchair epidemiologist and fidelity poster boy Kobe Bryant of the Los Angeles Lakers (apparently a basketball team) came down with food poisoning after eating a room service dinner of a cheeseburger and cheesecake at the Lakers' Sacramento hotel. The Lakers won.
Bryant was not available for comment before the game, ignoring reporters' questions as he walked from the bus into the arena and down a corridor to the locker room. He headed directly for the training room.
Maybe he shouldn’t have played with a temperature of 102F.
Ben Chew of NBC reports the world of Major League Soccer had its first memorable upchuck moment this week as New England Revolution defender Kevin Alston, in a game against the Colorado Rapids, decided to empty the contents of his stomach during a stoppage of play.
To note, the video clip is not for the squeamish or people who puke easily after seeing someone else vomit:
After the match, Revolution head coach Jay Heaps commented on the puke seen around Foxborough:
“It wasn’t pretty. He just went into a coughing fit and I didn’t know this before the game. So he played through a 102 temperature, and when he got hit, he went into a coughing fit that’s why he got sick.”
The stars are still mortals and suffer from foodborne illness.
Judd Trump withstood a bout of suspected food poisoning to edge ahead of Dominic Dale as last year's runner-up returned to the Crucible.
The Daily Mail reports the 22-year-old English potter was unusually subdued in the early stages of his Betfred.com World Championship opener, and when he trailed 3-1 at the mid-session interval it seemed he was in trouble.
Trump finished the session in style with a rapid 68 break, doubling in the black in thrilling style.
There was a raucous reception for Bristol-raised Trump as he emerged for the match. Trump has won the UK Championship and soared to No 2 in the world rankings. He also drives a Ferrari, an indication of how his life has been transformed.
Trump began his third World Championship campaign as the sponsors' favorite to land the title, but the news that he had woken this morning feeling unwell raised questions over how he would perform against 40-year-old Dale, who was making his seventh Crucible appearance.
Trump's management believe he became sick after eating chicken, and he continued to feel ill after the session was over.
Trump wrote on Twitter: 'Not a good day led in bed, tryna get better for tomorrow. 1st time iv had food poisoning and hopefully the last.'