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details: A gangsta-fied PB&J: Big fat slabs of Jean Georges’ foie gras + hazelnut butter, sloe gin figs and Lays potato chips. Momofuku’s PR maven Sue Chan + Details Digital Maverick Liba Rubenstein — Tumblr’s lady for politics and social causes. This SWAGU soiree was just as ridiculous and amazing as it sounds. Lays + foie, tater tots + caviar, grillz as party favors. This was no April fool’s.
details: A gangsta-fied PB&J: Big fat slabs of Jean Georges’ foie gras + hazelnut butter, sloe gin figs and Lays potato chips. Momofuku’s PR maven Sue Chan + Details Digital Maverick Liba Rubenstein — Tumblr’s lady for politics and social causes. This SWAGU soiree was just as ridiculous and amazing as it sounds. Lays + foie, tater tots + caviar, grillz as party favors. This was no April fool’s.
details: A gangsta-fied PB&J: Big fat slabs of Jean Georges’ foie gras + hazelnut butter, sloe gin figs and Lays potato chips. Momofuku’s PR maven Sue Chan + Details Digital Maverick Liba Rubenstein — Tumblr’s lady for politics and social causes. This SWAGU soiree was just as ridiculous and amazing as it sounds. Lays + foie, tater tots + caviar, grillz as party favors. This was no April fool’s.

details:

A gangsta-fied PB&J: Big fat slabs of Jean Georges’ foie gras + hazelnut butter, sloe gin figs and Lays potato chips. Momofuku’s PR maven Sue Chan + Details Digital Maverick Liba Rubenstein — Tumblr’s lady for politics and social causes.

This SWAGU soiree was just as ridiculous and amazing as it sounds. Lays + foie, tater tots + caviar, grillz as party favors. This was no April fool’s.

Tumblr Storyboard nominated for James Beard Award!

editorial:

We’re stoked to announce that Storyboard has been nominated for a 2013 James Beard Journalism Award in the Visual Storytelling category. Big ups to Jessica and Sky for their work on the representatively nominated pieces — “Cooking Their Way Through Magazine History,” “Pizza That Never Sleeps (Even in a Hurricane),” and “Move Over, Cupcakes: The Religieuse Has Arrived.” Looking forward to the awards in May because we have just the perfect place on the mantel for this one.

Well-deserved recognition of the fantastic work my talented colleagues at have been producing over at Storyboard. And of the intimate connection between the Internet and food. YUM.

I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.
I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.
I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.
I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.
I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.
I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.
I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.
I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.
I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.
I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days. First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit. Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke. I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.

I recently returned from a week in Japan - my first visit, a glorious whirlwind. I was not able to post photos in real-time (thanks to Verizon’s insanely expensive international data rates) so I’m going to share some highlights of the week via a series of themed photosets over the next few days.

First, because it’s obviously the most important, is food. All of these items, except the $100 melons, made it into my belly at some point that week - plus a lot more that didn’t fit into the 10-photo limit.

Based on my brief experience, I’m convinced that Japan’s food culture eclipses everything else I’ve seen/tasted, anywhere in the world. In addition to the exquisite and varied traditional local fare, I ate French pastry that was as good as the best I’ve had in Paris, and pasta in an upscale fast-food joint in a train station (not even in Tokyo!) that reminded me of Bologna. Food in Japan is no joke.

I’m drooling as I write this; if the photos do their job, you might be drooling too.

revkin: Official map of California vote on GMO-labeling #Prop37. 53.1% no. 46.9% yes. I’m glad the sloppy, unscientific, protectionist initiative failed, but glad discussion on transparency in food sourcing is initiated. I agree with the L.A. Times editorial board, which recommended against a yes vote, saying: “What’s needed is a consistent, rational food policy, not a piecemeal approach based on individual groups’ pet concerns.” More on Dot Earth. This was a tough one for me, and mostly reinforced my frustration with CA’s ballot measure system of direct democracy. I hope the conversation will continue!

revkin:

Official map of California vote on GMO-labeling #Prop37. 53.1% no. 46.9% yes. I’m glad the sloppy, unscientific, protectionist initiative failed, but glad discussion on transparency in food sourcing is initiated. I agree with the L.A. Times editorial board, which recommended against a yes vote, saying:

“What’s needed is a consistent, rational food policy, not a piecemeal approach based on individual groups’ pet concerns.”

More on Dot Earth.

This was a tough one for me, and mostly reinforced my frustration with CA’s ballot measure system of direct democracy. I hope the conversation will continue!

bindersfullofburgers: $$$ and what they spending it on Now THIS is taking a meme to the next level (it’s really not as silly as the title might suggest)! This project by a couple of Berlin artists, supported by the Swiss newspaper of record, will satisfy your cravings for delicious dataviz and well-sourced burgers & fries all at the same time.

bindersfullofburgers:

$$$ and what they spending it on

Now THIS is taking a meme to the next level (it’s really not as silly as the title might suggest)!

This project by a couple of Berlin artists, supported by the Swiss newspaper of record, will satisfy your cravings for delicious dataviz and well-sourced burgers & fries all at the same time.

“Among young Parisians, there is currently no greater praise for cuisine than “très Brooklyn,” a term that signifies a particularly cool combination of informality, creativity and quality.

the NYT on the unlikely success of American-style food trucks in Paris.

I’ve always known my hometown was the coolest place on Earth, but I think it’s fair to say that since Parisians now know it too, it’s official!