It's been a rough month. In one small bright spot, there is the fact that, right now, in November, after the hurricane, after the first snow, you can eat a better-tasting tomato than you have eaten all year. (Thanks, global warming.) Over in Park Slope, Scalino on 7th Avenue and 10 Street is still serving up a "Jersey Tomato Salad," but not for long. Go today or within the next week, because the guy who runs the place told me that's as long as he'll have this particularly fantastic batch of tomatoes he gets from a farmer he knows who probably likes Bruce Springsteen.
"He goes on about the ersatz food in Germany. He describes 'meat made of pressed rice boiled in mutton fat (and finished off with a fake bone made of wood); tobacco made of dried roots and dried potato peel; shoes soled with wood.' There are, he notes, '837 registered meat substitutes permissible in the production of sausages, 511 registered coffee substitutes.'” —From Dwight Garner's review of Peter Englund's The Beauty and the Sorrow comes an answer as to why the McRib sandwich stays on the menu all year 'round at McDonald's restaurants in Germany: Germans got used to fake bone shapes in their food during the first [...]