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In the News: Ethanol, Food Prices, Mountaintop Wieners

Don't blame us, say U.S. ethanol makers, in response to the high price of food. [Washington Post] Meanwhile, European food prices surge, too. [Reuters] A new foot-and-mouth scare in England. [The Telegraph] French couple raises the country's only certified-organic snails. Vive le free-range escargot! [The Telegraph] In Japan, fast-food chains jump on the trans-fat–banning bandwagon. [Asahi Shimbun] And China and the U.S. reach a food-safety agreement while Chinese officials plan to use GPS to track and safeguard Olympic food shipments. [Voice of America; AP] Back to the U.S., and there are more recalls on canned food. This time it's green beans. [Detroit Free Press] File under "obvious": For pre-schoolers, flashy packaging more important than flavor. [Fox News] Your RDA of...

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Sorbet and Gelato: Part of a Balanced Diet, Kind Of

By Robyn Lee | After a failed early afternoon trip to Gelati d’Alberto which didn't open until 3 PM, my friend Jessie and I went to Damman's Glacier for dessert after scarfing down some sadly sub-par gyros at Saint Michel. Although my soul usually writhes in horror at the idea of not getting a creamy, dairy-based flavor, my body screamed for something with fruit or at least a slight presence of beneficial nutritional value. Of course, strawberry basil sorbet isn't exactly recommended by doctors; it just seemed less doom-full than Jessie's orange chocolate ice cream. A hint of basil mixed with strawberry made for a refreshing dessert, but it would've been better if the "small" wasn't the size of...

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Barcelona: The Ham Capital of the World

After three days in Barcelona, my family thinks I am going to turn into a ham. Not just any ham, but a jamón de bellota, made from the famous acorn-fed black-footed (pata negra) Spanish pigs. In three days here, I have bought five different kinds of ham and ordered it for breakfast, lunch, or dinner in some form. Every morning, I go to the Boqueria and inspect the wares of the many ham vendors found at this wondrous market, which is every bit as great as advertised. I ask everyone I meet there where they buy their ham. Not many people speak English, and my Spanish and Catalan are nonexistent, so I don't really glean very much useful information from...

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