Daily Dose
It’s officially National Burger Day here in America. Big news, I know.
I’m always wary of “day” proclamations like this one. Ever since Minneapolis newsman Jason DeRusha got his own day, it feels like we’ve been on a slippery slope. But burger day, c’mon, this must be real.
Truth is, I don’t know the history of National Burger Day. I’m guessing, much like our Hallmark Holidays, that some enterprising foodie will discover that Burger Day was actually created by Ronald McDonald. Or at least Ray Kroc.
Still, I can’t help but get excited by a day dedicated to the burger. Here in the Twin Cities we’ve got some amazing restaurants and bars serving what I would consider the best ‘burgs in the country. Blue Door Pub comes immediately to mind. Grumpy’s as well. Ooh, and the new Vincent Burger at Target Field (yes, I know it’s the same as at the restaurant, but there’s something extra tasty about eating it at the new stadium) is spectacular.
So I guess I’ll be chowing a burger for lunch. Probably something coma-inducing. And I’ll put good money on the fact that I’ll wash it down with a good beer. It’s National Burger Day after all. If that doesn’t demand a beer at lunch, what does?

It’s officially National Burger Day here in America. Big news, I know.

I’m always wary of “day” proclamations like this one. Ever since Minneapolis newsman Jason DeRusha got his own day, it feels like we’ve been on a slippery slope. But burger day, c’mon, this must be real.

Truth is, I don’t know the history of National Burger Day. I’m guessing, much like our Hallmark Holidays, that some enterprising foodie will discover that Burger Day was actually created by Ronald McDonald. Or at least Ray Kroc.

Still, I can’t help but get excited by a day dedicated to the burger. Here in the Twin Cities we’ve got some amazing restaurants and bars serving what I would consider the best ‘burgs in the country. Blue Door Pub comes immediately to mind. Grumpy’s as well. Ooh, and the new Vincent Burger at Target Field (yes, I know it’s the same as at the restaurant, but there’s something extra tasty about eating it at the new stadium) is spectacular.

So I guess I’ll be chowing a burger for lunch. Probably something coma-inducing. And I’ll put good money on the fact that I’ll wash it down with a good beer. It’s National Burger Day after all. If that doesn’t demand a beer at lunch, what does?

metromag:

urbanfoodie:

bringtoaboil:

The first study showed that male rats given water sweetened with high-fructose corn syrup in addition to a standard diet of rat chow gained much more weight than male rats that received water sweetened with table sugar, or sucrose, in conjunction with the standard diet. The concentration of sugar in the sucrose solution was the same as is found in some commercial soft drinks, while the high-fructose corn syrup solution was half as concentrated as most sodas.

The second experiment — the first long-term study of the effects of high-fructose corn syrup consumption on obesity in lab animals — monitored weight gain, body fat and triglyceride levels in rats with access to high-fructose corn syrup over a period of six months. Compared to animals eating only rat chow, rats on a diet rich in high-fructose corn syrup showed characteristic signs of a dangerous condition known in humans as the metabolic syndrome, including abnormal weight gain, significant increases in circulating triglycerides and augmented fat deposition, especially visceral fat around the belly. Male rats in particular ballooned in size: Animals with access to high-fructose corn syrup gained 48 percent more weight than those eating a normal diet.

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Further proof that it is not how much you eat but the quality of what you eat that contributes to weight gain and other health concerns.  Reductionist nutritionists have long assumed that fat is fat and sugar is sugar, at least we are finally getting past that. 

This is why I buy bulk quantities of raw sugar and eat them by the shovelful. It’s healthy, after all, right?

I’d like my beer fridge to look like this.
Heck, I’d like to just have a beer fridge.
(via mikelovesbeer)

I’d like my beer fridge to look like this.

Heck, I’d like to just have a beer fridge.

(via mikelovesbeer)

A second promo shows {Jamie] Oliver facing stiff resistance from a squad of hardened school lunch ladies. Still another shows Oliver taking part in a Wok-and-spoon-wielding flash mob on the Marshall University campus in Huntington. A fourth shows Oliver sobbing. “They don’t understand me,” he cries. “They don’t know why I’m here.”

These men, women, and children of the Mountaineer State may or may not understand Oliver and his British accent and order of chivalry, but they no doubt understand why he is there. They’ve read the same things I have—that Oliver would like nothing more than an invitation to the White House to make policy with healthy-eating Czarina Michelle Obama.

Reason.com explains how Jamie Oliver got to be on ABC through his TV shows, magazines, and Ministry of Food campaigns in England.

Now, I’m not going to say that Huntington, WV should fall in love with Mr. Oliver, but they (and the rest of the country) should be taking what he has to say to heart.  

(via chriseats)

I just watched the first two episodes of Oliver’s new show on Hulu last night. I’m not saying the guy isn’t grandstanding. I’m not saying he’s a great chef. But, what he’s doing, promoting healthier food - replacing FAST FOOD - is something brilliant.

For that reason alone, I’ll watch.

Should I buy this chair?

I’m not an interior designer. I have zero vision for furniture and placement, and yet I’m scoping crazy orange leather chaise lounge chairs for our living room.

Picking out furniture shouldn’t be so hard…

Should I buy this chair?

I’m not an interior designer. I have zero vision for furniture and placement, and yet I’m scoping crazy orange leather chaise lounge chairs for our living room.

Picking out furniture shouldn’t be so hard…

But then, at this point in Pawlenty’s all-but-declared presidential campaign, he might not recognize a Minnesotan if one showed up at his Washington fundraisers in a parka. He even brags in a recent Esquire about defying “the history, the tradition, the culture” of Minnesota, calling himself “quite a departure.” Indeed, he’s a departure even from his fellow Minnesota Republicans: Governor Arne Carlson approved the largest funding increase for the arts in state history, some of which probably even supported a mime.

No, this isn’t about donkeys and elephants. It’s about the 800-pound gorilla in the capitol: Pawlenty’s misguided notion that if we cut things like the arts and dropped Minnesota’s overall tax burden (currently about the 12th-highest in the country) closer to that of the average American, we’d somehow be better off. It hasn’t worked out so far—from 2004 to 2008, Minnesota was actually the only state in the union where median household income dropped—and it likely never will. Because we’re not average Americans. We’re Minnesotans, well above average by almost any measure but temperature. And if we chip away at the things that make us unique, like being the number-one state for the arts, we become less Minnesotan, and, sadly, more average.

Tim “The Chairman” Gihring has some words for Tim “the panderer who clocked in 4th at CPAC” Pawlenty on arts funding, one of the many areas of our state f’d by the Governor’s ideologically driven mismanagement of the state. [fr iteeth] (via mediation)

The increase in food stamp use among this demographic is hard to measure, as they represent a cross section of characteristics not specifically tracked by the Agriculture Department, which administers the program.

But general unemployment figures among the group are stark: Between the ends of 2007 and 2009, unemployment among those aged 20 to 34 rose 100 percent, and between 2006 and 2009, unemployment among those with a bachelor’s degree or higher was up 179 percent.

And in cities that are magnets for 20- and 30-something creatives and young professionals, the kinds of food markets that specialize in delectables like artisanal bread, heirloom tomatoes and grass-fed beef have seen significant upticks in food stamp payments among their typical shoppers. At the Wedge, a market in the stylish Uptown neighborhood of Minneapolis; at New Seasons Market, a series of nine specialty stores in and around Portland, Ore.; and at Rainbow Grocery, a stalwart for food lovers in San Francisco’s Mission District, food stamp purchases have doubled in the past year.

Jennifer Blyer, “Hipsters on Food Stamps” in Salon (via mediation)
I heart biking in Twincy.
adambez:

I’m not sure if this is new, but this bike Minneapolis infographic is fascinating.  
(via marrina)

I heart biking in Twincy.

adambez:

I’m not sure if this is new, but this bike Minneapolis infographic is fascinating.  

(via marrina)

What’s the deal with Mexican Coca-cola?

Cane sugar/glass bottle/foreign things are cool.

Those are the best answers I can come up with. Frankly, it just tastes better.

Here’s the deal: a couple of years back, I ordered a bottle at Alex Robert’s fantastic Brasa in NE Mpls. I had a sip and was blown away. I didn’t know Coke could taste like that.

Since then, I’ve made frequent treks to my favorite supermercado inside the Midtown Global Market, and have read a bunch of great articles, blogs and heard varying opinions about Mexican Coke.

People get fired up about this stuff.

I’ve not done the blind taste testing. The double-blind scientific study or the random sampling of the Twincy population on this one. It’s not necessary to me.

I love how Mexican Coke tastes. I like how it feels in my mouth. I love how the bottle feels in my hand, and the way it feels on my lips as I take a sip (note: not gulp. You can’t really gulp from the 12oz. glass bottle. I appreciate that.). I also love the fact that it’s made with cane sugar.

I don’t hate high fructose corn syrup (HFCS). I think it’s an easy target for foodies looking to find reasons for why we’re fat. I do think HFCS is not very good for me, or for you. But it’s not the devil. That said, I think I like the taste of cane sugar better. Especially when it comes to Coca-Cola.

Viva la Coca Cola!

metromag:

“the place is basically a giant warehouse filled with paper and paper products. it made me want to draw all the time. during slow the moments as well as very busy times when I should have been diligently working, I would slack off and draw.”
Von Schlosser on how to turn the quieter moments on the job into your secret me time.
What do you do during the waning hours of the workday?

metromag:

“the place is basically a giant warehouse filled with paper and paper products. it made me want to draw all the time. during slow the moments as well as very busy times when I should have been diligently working, I would slack off and draw.”

Von Schlosser on how to turn the quieter moments on the job into your secret me time.

What do you do during the waning hours of the workday?