Athletes across sports have blamed tainted meat for positive clenbuterol tests in the past, and this morning, a cryptic-looking memo from the NFL and the NFLPA surfaced, warning players traveling to China and Mexico that eating meat there could result in a positive test.
With the exception of some Jewish Americans, some Latin Americans—whose food culture may often include it—and some LA supper club hipsters, diners in the United States don’t really seek out beef tongue as a dinner item. I get it: Enjoying the taste of something that some other living, breathing being used to taste…
Whether you’re hosting or going to a Super Bowl party, you’re going to need food. Instead of mailing it in with a bag of tortilla chips, impress your friends by making one of these three no-cook meat dishes. We followed the recipes and tried our results, then sent the bologna cake back to hell, where it belonged.
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Lifehacker has a great explainer on Sous-Vide cooking for you to check out, but the basic idea is that you seal your food in plastic bags, and then cook it in hot water over a longer period of time.
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This is fun. L.V. Anderson and Jess Fink of Slate started with a simple observation—Americans consume more meat per person than any other nation on earth (except Luxembourg, those gluttons), yet most of our official state foods are not meat—and have created a map that assigns a unique meat or meat-based dish to each…
Welcome to the Feedbag, where all the dumb questions about food, drink, cooking, eating, and accidental finger removal you've been embarrassed to ask can finally receive the berating they goddamn deserve. Also: answers. Send all your even-vaguely-food-related questions to firstname.lastname@example.org with the subject…
Fox Sports West, which broadcasts Clippers games, has a promotion deal with Subway. Any time Blake Griffin goes for a double-double, you can print out a coupon to get double the meat on your sandwiches the next day. Griffin sprung for 18 and 14 against Indiana last night, so it's Subway time. As thanks for reading…
23. Head cheese
22. Swiss cheese
18. (tie) Olive loaf
18. (tie) Pickle-and-pimento loaf
18. (tie) Dutch loaf
18. (tie) Chicken loaf
16. Chicken breast
15. Boiled ham
14. Genoa salami
13. Smoked turkey
9. Hard salami
8. Virginia baked ham
Many ex-athletes have entered the food industry—or, more specifically, the meat industry—and in this week's excerpt from Slate's Hang Up and Listen podcast, Josh Levin ponders the marketing strategies of former NFL players who have come out with their very own barbecue sauce, the ultimate meat accompaniment.
61-year-old Jill Makinson-Sanders is mayor of Louth, Lincolnshire, England, a cozy town of 15,000 in the English countryside. (Jim Broadbent lives nearby.) Small-town politicians, as a matter of habit, do what they can to put their towns and their towns' industries on the national map. Makinson-Sanders says Louth has…
This looks to be the first major misstep in Jeremy Lin's Knicks career: After we reported that many of Manhattan's finest dining establishments would shuffle their schedules to seat Jeremy Lin (and five guests) tonight at eight, he went instead to Del Frisco's Double Eagle Steakhouse, a reader reports:
"Scottish golfer Elliot Saltman has won his own weight in ham after chalking up his third hole-in-one of the season at the Madrid Masters. The 29-year-old hit his ace in the second round at El Encin's 204-yard third hole - but still missed the cut. "This is going to last me until next Christmas, never mind this one,"…
For 14 years, I ate only poultry and fish. Last year, I started eating beef and pork again. So what's it like to return to red meat after all this time? LIKE FUCKING HEAVEN.
In sports everyone's a winner, some win better than others. Like the marketing geniuses who quickly pulled together $12 burger platters named after Stephen Strasburg, welcoming the goofy-grinned savior to both Major League Baseball and DC-area stomachs.