A chef was killed by a bite from the disembodied head of an Indonesian spitting cobra. He had decapitated it 20 minutes earlier in preparation of a local dish. They say not to bite the hand that feeds you, the hand that eats you is another thing apparently.
Jim Long, our Hollywood correspondent, has visited another unusual restaurant. This one was Hangman's Tree Cafe, "the rendezvous of those who enjoy lousy food." That isn't Jim's opinion. It says so on the menu which he sent us.
Many of the items on the menu carry special notations, to wit:
Top sirloin steak, $3.15. Not the usual "mule hide" but finest aged beef.
Chicken fry steak, $1.85. Oh, no, it ain't chicken; it's a beat up cow.
Lamb chops, $2.75. Mary lost it, we found it, you can have it.
Chef's salad, $1. Yeah, we know, every restaurant has a chef salad, but they ain't got our chef.
Caeser salad, 80 cents. The chef will hate you for ordering it, but go ahead and gamble.
On top of the wine list is this announcement: "Seasoning for the town's most tasteless food."
These additional notes are carried inside the menu:
"Don't be a glutton. Leave a little on the plate. Remember, all leftovers are used in our Sunday hash."
"Warning! Well done steaks at your own risk."
On the cover it says: "Lousy food. Warm beer and cocktails. Sneering service."
It's a really good place, Jim writes. But, it seems, everyone in California likes humor with their meals. They must have something to laugh at since the smog keeps the citizens rather gloomy.
London's Attendant Cafe, which opened last month, has a concept that it hopes will attract the curious. It's situated in a former public lavatory, and instead of trying to play that down, it's playing it up. So none of the old toilet fixtures have been removed. Instead, countertops were installed around them. Patrons can munch on "super gourmet sandwiches, salads, coffee and cakes" while perched in front of a urinal.
The challenge for the restaurant will be to overcome what psychologists call the law of contagion. "Once in contact, always in contact." That is, once an object is associated with something offensive, such as a urinal being associated with urine, it will always maintain that association in our minds, no matter how clean the urinal is. [nydailynews]
An historic building in the Boston Commons has been repurposed as an Earl of Sandwich sandwich shop. Normally that would not be of great interest, except for the previous use for the building. It was a public restroom in the past and has been padlocked closed and left in disrepair for years. So, is a kitchen in a former public restroom too much of a gross out?
The Globe and Mail has a review of The Feasting Room, a small Toronto restaurant whose motto is "eat the whole animal!" The chef picks a different animal each week and creates a six-course tasting menu from its parts... all its parts. Some of the dishes from pig week included: pig's skin served with a bowl of creamy apple sauce, sweet-pea soup with ribbons of crunchy-chewy pig's ears, pig's spleen layered over pork belly and sage leaves and rolled into a pinwheel, pig's trotter stuffed with pork shoulder, and for dessert pistachio and pig's blood Nanaimo bars.
Shown in the picture is a dish from chicken week: chickens feet with strawberry maple glaze.
I don't know the back story behind this, but Burger King does have some of the strangest commercials on television so I'll assume it is real. I don't know what I like more, the brainmeltingly weird plot or the amazing background music, but somehow this commercial is pure genius. Now if only there were a Burger King nearby...