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by Larissa Zimberoff

Until I read Stephanie Lucianovic’s new book, Suffering Succotash: A Picky Eater’s Quest to Understand Why We Hate the Foods We Hate, I didn’t quite realize the range in picky eating. I had often referred to myself as a picky eater, the kind of person that only likes good food. Of course I qualified the word good by saying things like healthy, local, organic, or even just tasty. In Stephanie Lucianovic’s book she attempts to determine why kids, and “finicky eating” adults, decide not to eat foods based on looks, taste or feel. Why do we have strong aversions to certain foods and, while we’re at it, what is succotash?

Simpler than I imagined, succotash is a mixture of sautéed lima beans, tomatoes and corn. It actually sounded pretty good, but I’m not twelve. Lucianovic grew up as one of those “three more bites and you’re done” kind of kids. She tells us she complained about things touching on her plate, steered clear of any food with a skin and more, subsisting on a narrow list of approved items from the four food groups. Just the cherry from the fruit cup please. Lucianovic had ways to manage the bad foods on her plate; she had places to hide them (try the books in the living room) and physical techniques to swallow them (deep breaths and lots of water). She was a food vanishing magician.

In addition to sharing her own funny stories, like when she was forced to eat “squishy and maple-syruped and gross” squash before she could leave the table, Lucianovic interviews friends and colleagues who were also picky. Like her chef friend Julie, who wouldn’t eat anything that she thought was “’wet,’ like a condiment,” or her friend Jeff, who “has a complex relationship with tomatoes”:

 Chunks of tomatoes, like in salsa, are fine, but a quarter of a tomato is too much. What about slices of tomatoes? “I won’t eat them sliced,” Jeff tells me. “In fact, I just pulled one out of my hamburger and threw it out the window on my way home this morning.”

As a compliment to the storytelling, Lucianovic does her best to give a nod to scientific research, both the at-home and in-lab kind. Purchasing a chemistry kit from an online lab supply store to determine if she’s a supertaster or an undertaster, Lucianovic finds out she’s neither. Disappointed with her results, she turns to Dr. Danielle Reed, from the Monell Chemical Senses Center, “the worlds only interdependent, non-profit scientific institute dedicated to research on the senses of taste and smell,” and procures an invite to spend time at their lab, or, as she calls it: DNA Camp. Once there, Lucianovic learns about TAS2r38, one of twenty-five bitter taste receptor genes we inherit, one from each of our parents. And this is where taste gets more complicated. And more interesting.

In addition to TAS2r38, Lucianovic learns about a newly discovered sixth taste. Not just five. Six. Until recently, we learn, our concept of taste was built on sweet, sour, salty, bitter, and umami. Adding to that list, scientists discovered a sixth taste, called calcium/mineral, which a scientist at the lab said tasted, to him, like fat-free milk. This sixth sense piqued my interest, but didn’t get me any closer to the why’s of picky.

The author does provide some very plausible reasons kids are picky: they reject on visual alone; they reject based on family tension at the dinner table; they can’t stand the texture of the food; they have some level of OCD; they have an over eager gag reflex. So here’s my dilemma: How does a non-scientist explain why people eat what they eat and is it at all possible to explain without being anecdotal?

Suffering Succotash: A Picky Eater’s Quest to Understand Why We Hate the Foods We Hate is a unique spin on a serious problem. Both on the kid level, how do you get them to eat their vegetables? And on the adult level, how do you manage telling people you have specific needs? The book is cute, but too light and flip for this picky eater, who wanted an Aha moment along with her small yield, heirloom lima beans from California.

To read an interview with the author, click here!

Suffering Succotash: A Picky Eater’s Quest to Understand Why We Hate the Foods We Hate
By Stephanie Lucianovic
Perigee Books, Published July 3, 2012

Larissa Zimberoff is a freelance writer living in Manhattan. She is currently working towards her MFA at The New School. Her writing has appeared in Salon, Untapped Cities and The Rumpus.

by Nora Boydston

Gin: A Global History by Leslie Jacobs Solmonson and Vodka: A Global History by Patricia Herlihy are two delicious, well-mixed cocktails of history and booze. The first thing I learned from these books is alcohol’s long-lasting dual effect on society. It seems that from the moment we discovered how to make it, alcohol has been a substance that we use to celebrate life, and one that we abuse, bringing illness and death.  People drink when they’re happy and people drink when they’re unhappy.

I also learned that every kind of liquor has its own story.  In these handsomely bound little volumes, part of the Edible series from Reaktion Books, the authors retell the centuries-long and always fascinating stories of vodka and gin.

In many respects these two potent potables are very similar: they are both clear, neutral grain spirits. Both were originally used medicinally and both have been consumed with shocking excess at different times throughout history. But they are also quite unique in more ways than just flavor profile. Jacobs Solmonson writes that gin’s origins can be traced back to early Arab alchemists while vodka’s origins, Patricia Herlihy notes, remains quite bitterly disputed by two countries who claim ownership—Russia and Poland.

Although they have their roots abroad, both vodka and gin had revolutionary effects in the United States and are perhaps almost as entwined with American national history as they are with their countries of origin. This is partly due to American immigrants who, upon arriving in the United States, felt homesick and craving a taste of familiarity, introduced the national liquors of their fatherlands to The U.S.

The history of gin and vodka in the United States could also be summed up with one word: martini. Cocktails were invented in America and the martini is arguably the premier cocktail, originally made with gin. But as tastes and times changed, vodka became synonymous with the martini, and was eventually the clear liquor of choice in the United States.

In my opinion, there was but one hindrance in both books: the tone remained a little flat. Despite the addition of many full color photos throughout, including gorgeous vintage advertisements as well as strange and funny temperance posters, the books felt too scholarly, never quite rising above the tenor of a thorough encyclopedia entry to what I would call a passion project.

If you’re looking for affectionately or exuberantly told anecdotes, a love letter to a favorite liquor, you won’t necessarily find it here. What you will find however is a comprehensive global history of these famous liquors and a trove of information about current innovations including the exciting new artisanal brands and the many creative marketing strategies employed by liquor companies, all of which are of interest to the novice, but perhaps already known by the connoisseur.

As a partaker of both gin and vodka, but not knowing anything about how they are made, I thoroughly enjoyed the information on the process of distilling alcohol. These books provide ideal conversation fodder for slightly nerdy foodies who also happen to love history. And there are moments of true brilliance contained within, like when Patricia Herlihy declares that vodka is a postmodern drink. Although these books do seem to share the quiddity of vodka—neutrality, simplicity and versatility—they are far from what I would call postmodern food writing. A dash of innovation and creativity could have elevated these books from merely interesting to something truly exciting.

Nora Boydston is the founder of CartwheelsForJustice.org and received her MFA in Fiction from The New School.

by  Larissa Zimberoff

In Harvey Levenstein’s new book, Fear of Food: A History of Why We Worry about What We Eat, we spend a great deal of time wallowing in the early 1900’s. As a Jewish girl from Los Angeles, I felt like I was being followed down the grocery aisle by my mother. Scratch that, my grandmother.

When I read the title of the book, I had high hopes. I anticipated getting a better understanding of my own food issues. To put it plainly: I’m a picky eater. I avoid bread (bad, bad, evil carbs), I don’t eat processed foods (most of the time), I try to buy organic and, when possible, I eat local. Did this book explain any of my “issues” to me? No. Well, mostly no.

Levenstein, a professor emeritus of history, sets forth in his preface to “uncover the forces that have lead to Americans inability to enjoy eating.” He goes on to say that he will regard his book as a success “if he can help lessen even a few people’s anxieties and increase the pleasure they get from eating.”

Throughout the ten chapters of Levenstein’s book we explore the history of the American diet, from milk mandates to the invention of Betty Crocker. The chapters range in topic from the war on flies (leading to an abundance of packaging still in use today), swill milk (resulting in the creation of the Dairy Council and a shift in production from many to few), germ warfare, the life prolonging yogurt craze (eat yogurt and you’ll stay young!), beef scares (both contamination of the product and its effect on our hearts), vitamania (the discovery of missing nutrients, which led to manufacturers fortifying food) and fear of fat, aka lipophobia.

This history of our food chain was fascinating and compelling but I also wanted to be reading about my generation of eaters, or rather I had hoped the thread of historical food production would be brought all the way up to present day. Instead, much of this book is rooted in the past. Levenstein, content to do historical research, leans heavily on quotes from early issues of The New York Times and he fails to carry the topics forward to 2012. Why couldn’t the talk of swill milk in 1903 be connected to the low-fat craze of the 80s, when we got skim milk, to today, where everyone drinks an entirely different non-Jersey product: almond, hemp, coconut, rice and soy milk?

An example of the disconnect between past and present is the discussion of beef in the 1800s. Levenstein writes that cows were “fed the foul-tasting mash that was a by-product of brewing beer, giving their meat an unpleasant taste.” Well, flash forward to today and you read stories of chefs like Mario Batali, who gives the barley mash from the brewery at his Eataly establishment to heritage meat suppliers (who use it as feed), and then buys back that very meat to sell. It seems clear to me that our concept of food requires an evolving mindset. We are bombarded by media who tell us one week that meat is bad and the next that it’s good. How do we go about staying informed and still enjoy what we put in our mouths?

Fear of Food helped inform me of some major historical why’s, which I am thankful for, but perhaps in his next book Levenstein can tie all the strings together into a more compelling present day argument for why Americans worry about what they eat. Me, I’m still a little fearful.

Larissa Zimberoff is a freelance writer living in Manhattan. She is currently working towards her MFA at The New School. Her writing has appeared in Salon, Untapped Cities and The Rumpus.

by Jennifer Baily

Food writing has exploded over the last few decades, with more and more acceptability of it as a career and genre. This is of course positive to those who are interested, yet in some cases due to high exposure on the internet and television reality shows, there are no lines between professional and hobbyist.

The Penguin Great Food series is a recent collection of twenty authors throughout the last 400 years. Each edition is a selection of writings from each author’s major works over their careers, and in some cases a collection of their essays. The editions are available individually, or as part of a beautifully boxed set which are worth the investment for the interested reader. Each book is gorgeously covered in artwork based on patterns of pottery or china, in theme with its contents by artist Coralie Bickford-Smith, and it appears she read each one to find its core. Each edition is embossed with raised images and calligraphy by artist Steven Raw. This attention to detail and beauty make them hard to resist, especially for a reader such as myself, trying to rebel against e-readers and internet publications. They are items to be kept, collected and cherished.

To me, this collection slyly reminds us that this kind of writing is not new, and is most certainly not a fad influenced by television shows, Michelin stars or one’s ability to photograph each meal. The series is a vast historical food writing collection including domestic manuals, essay collections, recipe collections and food memoir. Authors vary between the well known to the slightly obscure, yet it is clear to see how each author was chosen for their knowledge of a cuisine, their passion for food, for cooking or for a combination of all. They appear to have been chosen for their impact on culinary history at large, and for their influence over those who would come to follow them, whether it is in food writing, or as culinary leaders in the kitchen.

The well-known; Elizabeth David’s collection A Taste of the Sun, in which David heralds the delights of the Mediterranean including a glorious section named ‘Useful Advice’ firmly explaining how to set up a kitchen.  MFK Fisher’s culinary essays and prose in Love in a Dish are choice cuts of her intimate reflections on life and food and how they are intertwined.  The excerpts from Alexandre Dumas’s Grand Dictionnaire de Cuisine in From Absinth to Zest is of course beautifully written, but also an astute culinary dictionary that weaves in his memories and eccentricities perfectly.  19th century essayist Charles Lamb is here, as is Calvin Trillian, the acclaimed New Yorker journalist.

And others, though not as well known to me, offer astute insights into what was a far greater impact on food writing and culinary history than seen at first glance. Dr A.W. Chase, a physician whose self-published books became household bibles in the 1850’s and who was a great  influence to Elizabeth David; Colonel Wyvern, who on returning from serving in the British Army in  India opened a cooking school in Britain and encouraged the nation to merge British and Indian cuisines and use of spices.

The series as a whole is an amazing meditation on the history of food over numerous continents and generations. Hannah Glasse’s 1747 writings are directed towards teaching servants skills of the kitchen in a casual and fuss-free way, followed by the precision by which Isabella Beeton in the 1860’s attempted to clarify the particulars of running a household to the mistress of the house. We then see Claudia Roden’s revolutionary Middle Eastern musings from the 1960’s alongside the formidable Alice Waters, whose contributions to food culture in the 2000’s cannot be denied. In some cases, these authors were writers first and food lovers second. In other cases they were chefs or homemakers, turning into accidental literary masters. But in all cases the writers were able to take the simple act of eating or sharing food with others and make it a meaningful and passionate experience.

It seems to me the most interesting part of this collection and their authors is the different lifestyles and lives they lead, whether it be a chef and confidant for Gertrude Stein such as Alice B. Toklas, or Isabella Beeton; a new housewife aiming to help others in the setting up and running of a household; or more exotically a great Victorian chef at the front of the Crimean War trying to feed British Troup’s with a little more panache, as in the case of Alexis Soyer.

Brillat-Savarin, a man who took writing about food to a deeper and almost philosophical level, most certainly was correct in his well known notion from The Pleasures of the Table; ‘Tell me what you eat and I will tell you who you are’. This is certainly reflected in the different social standings of the authors and their very different reflections on eating in this series. But in many ways I find more strength and poignancy in his lesser known belief that ‘The world is nothing without life, and all that lives takes nourishment’, as it reaches deeper into what I feel is reflected in this collection; the vast differences of the subjects are overarched by its commonality. We all must eat. This collection proves that although wars may be fought, cuisines may change and writers may fall in and out of favour, those who write about food may become as timeless as their subject.

The collection boasts essays, recipes, memories, advice and everything in between; the thread that connects them all is food. Yet in some ways the entire collection is not for the general home recipe reader or food channel watcher. This collection requires dedication, love and a sense of humor. By this I mean, the author’s works have been slightly edited but only in choice of work, not in tone. Some of the editions are dense and written in the style of their time- whether it be 1920 or 1720. One must remember the authors were writing at very different times and a bit of light heartedness must be exercised when reading such works as The Well Kept Kitchen, published in 1615 and written by Gervase Markham, whose chapter on ‘The Inward Virtues of Every Housewife’ lists (among other things) that she must be religious, temperate, dress well, know all herbs and cook more ‘from the provision of her own yard than the furniture of the markets’. Or in A Little Dinner Before the Play, the collection of recipes and advice from Agnes Jekyll from the 1920s, ‘No one likes to be fat; it is unbecoming, fatiguing and impairs efficiency.’

To me, this is not a negative of the collection, as I love to have a little insight into the intricacies of daily life that are different to my own, but at times I found some writers harder to read than others. For example, Samuel Pepys’ diary The Joys of Excess on its own would have irritated me, as it is diary entries simply from a man who loved to drink so his head ‘aked’, but as part of the collection added to its character. This is purely a warning and not a negative; for some editions, the insight is into lives led in very different times. In many cases the food is a backdrop for the historical, the anthropological and in many ways, biographical.

The recipes then of course can be hard to follow with unknown ingredients and techniques, such as Hannah Glasses’ recipe for turtle. This is to be expected, as they were created decades, even centuries, ago but this again is not a complaint simply a caution. In some cases many of the recipes are easy to understand and timeless; Isabella Beeton’s Christmas Cake or Bubble and Squeak though created in 1860 appear clear, confidant and worth a try.

My only criticism is that each volume is in most cases a selection of writings by each author from a greater work or from their entire career. To me, there is little description as to why particular pieces were chosen, or why some more famous pieces from an author where not. Each has a succinct Penguin-style cover blurb and author biography but for me, as it is such an epic collection combining the familiar and the obscure, I would have liked a little more information as to the reason for the choices or regarding the author.

As a box set, with a price again not for the light food buff, but for the serious connoisseur, a little more information again as part of or extra to the purchasing of the box. It seems to me this would be purchased by someone who is yearning for all there is to know about food history and writing, and this in some ways can fall short. The reality is, I am sure, that the editing floor contains many of the tidbits I would like. Correlating, editing and publishing an anthology such as this is no small task.

This is a historical collection like no other. I cannot think of another topic in which this could occur- writers whose work spans continents, generations and social standing, all in one place with each voice as strong as the next.

 Jennifer Baily is a lover of food and writing and combining the two whenever possible.

by Nora Boydston

Cheese is an ancient and sacred food. Even so, its status has diminished over the years in American cuisine.

Due to low quality and mass production, cheese has gotten a bad name, become a junk food. The message of a recent and troubling ad campaign from the Physicians Committee for Responsible Medicine was cheese makes you fat; cheese is bad.

When Americans think of cheese they may imagine those floppy orange squares, or the stringy white globs atop mass-produced pizzas. What they may not realize, however, is that many of these products do not legally qualify as cheese.  Instead, they are labeled processed cheese food. Some pizza cheese, used on pizza pies around the nation has been so altered from its original form that it can longer be called mozzarella.

With this in mind, it makes sense that most people, myself included, are unaware of cheese’s role as a sacred and revered commodity in the ancient world: a major component of religious ceremonies as a bloodless sacrifice offered to the gods, as well as an important staple in the daily diet of common people.

Today we have a cheese dichotomy. On one end of the spectrum is handmade artisan cheeses selling for upwards of forty dollars a pound, and on the other end cheap, factory-made, pre-shredded cheddar enjoyed by the masses in their grilled cheese sandwiches and quesadillas.

Ten years ago Paul Kindstedt, professor at Vermont Institute for Artisan Cheese, took a sabbatical to write his first book, American Farmstead Cheese, as a resource of cheese science for a new generation of cheese makers. He quickly realized that it was impossible to fit cheese’s vast history into the introductory chapters and decided he had to write a second book. That project later became Cheese and Culture: A History of Cheese and its place in Western Civilization, out this April from Chelsea Green Publishing.

Cheese and Culture is a comprehensive survey of the long and fascinating history of cheese. The cover is lush and inviting, featuring a Flemish painting of a gorgeous spread of cheeses. Perhaps the only thing that would make this book more delicious would have been a few mouthwatering photos of cheeses inside. Sadly, there are none, only a few informative charts, maps, and ancient cheese-making artifacts.

Cheese and Culture presents a concept that admittedly I’d never considered before: how a specific food has shaped, and been shaped by, cultural forces. If you’re like me and it’s been a few years since your last history class, Cheese and Culture acts as a refresher course in Western civilization, fascinatingly told through the lens of cheese. In his introduction, Kindstedt modestly states that he is a cheese scientist, not a historian, but the book is so thoroughly researched that I couldn’t help but marvel at the comprehensive amalgamation of historical facts.

With a writing style that is at once authoritative yet warm and approachable, Kindstedt systematically details how cheese has been culturally significant throughout human history beginning in Neolithic times with the domestication of animals. Soon after, once adults began to develop a tolerance for milk and milk products, cheese played a very important role in nearly every civilization in the Western world.

Kindstedt takes us on a sweeping journey from the great Mesopotamian cities to Hellenic Greece and the Roman Empire, up through Europe during the Middle Ages and the Industrial Revolution in America. Kindstedt approaches the potentially touchy subjects in the history of cheese such as the role of religion in society, political conflicts, and slavery, with an admirable graciousness and pragmatism.

Kindstedt closes the book by discussing the major issues in current cheese history, including the conflict between the European Union and the United States over Protected Designation of Origin status for cheeses and the current raw milk controversy. This proves that cheese still plays a major role in our society, albeit perhaps in a less obvious way than in the past.

Cheese and Culture has a wide appeal for anyone interested in food history, it’s not just for cheese nerds like me. You will get a general sense of the process of cheese making, but I personally would have enjoyed even more specific information about the technical side of how different cheeses are made. I guess this just means I will (happily) have to read Paul Kindstedt’s first book, American Farmstead Cheese to learn more.

Nora Boydston is the founder of CartwheelsForJustice.org and received her MFA in Fiction from The New School.


by Kathryn Tomajan

I find the magazine shoved into my mailbox, and the first thing I notice is the image on the back cover: a gorgeous, perfect bowl of ramen. While studying food culture in Italy, I received a gift subscription to Lucky Peach magazine, the latest project from celebrity chef and New York restauranteur David Chang. I’ve been in Italy for three months and my craving for spicy Asian food is off the charts. Looking at the photo is torturous.

Front Cover
Back Cover

I pass it around to some of my classmates –not unlike sex-deprived teenage boys might pass around a single copy of Hustler– and we all groan at the sight of noodles, nori and runny egg yolk. But the lust-inducing recipes and raw nudity on the cover (ok, maybe naked chickens don’t count) is where the porn comparisons end. It is a food magazine, but not like one you’ve seen before. This one’s from the cool kids, the bad boy of the culinary world, indie publishing darling McSweeney’s and star contributors like Anthony Bourdain, Harold McGee and Ruth Reichl.

At worst, Lucky Peach is a piece of pop culture created to stroke the egos of its narcissistic creators and encourage the god-like worship of chefs. At best, it’s a high-caliber literary work from creative food professionals doing cool things with their friends. Either way you look at it, the magazine is created in the image of its makers –unruly, testosterone-driven, egotistical, inventive and obsessive. And ultimately it’s the makers, not the food, on display in Lucky Peach.

In the era of dying print publications, Lucky Peach is a 175-page publication without a single ad. (Well, actually there are two ads: one for the Lucky Peach iPad app that is still in development, and one for a McSweeney’s cookbook.) Each quarterly issue will have a theme and the first is spot on with the hippest food trend: ramen.

Lucky Peach isn’t for your average food media audience who dog-ear recipes while making grocery lists. The magazine is written in an ultra-casual tone with a more than healthy dose of profanity, slang and restaurant jargon. Its target is hard-core foodies –the kind that go to underground supper clubs, already know that ramen is the new cupcake, and hate the term foodie.  At $10 a pop, it’s pricey. Readers get a physically superior magazine with heavy matte paper and exceptional design. Readers also get a glimpse into an exclusive culinary clique.

The opening article is a travelogue of Chang and fellow editor Peter Meehan’s ramen research trip to Japan. The 16-page spread documents the drunken ramen binge interspersed with noodle-praising expletives, the idol worship of Toyko’s master ramen chefs and two accounts of Chang vomiting from overindulgence.

In one of only two pieces by women, Ruth Reichl reports on her instant ramen taste test. In a maternal tone, Reichl insists on tossing the ramen packet. “Throw out the packaged soup mix. Trust me… This is not something you want to eat.”  Yet turn the page and naughty chef Chang uses that disgusting seasoning packet in a series of instant ramen recipes including potato chip dip and a riff on the Italian classic cacio e pepe.

cacio e pepe

This use of a lowbrow ingredient is not for the sake of irony. In another article, the ingredient-driven cuisine popularized by Alice Waters –who is not a formally trained chef– is lambasted in a rambling conversation on mediocrity between Chang, Bourdain and fellow New York chef Wylie Dufresne:


Wylie: Ingredient-driven food, what the fuck does that mean?

Anthony: Okay, it means taking three or four pretty good ingredients or very good ingredients or superb ingredients and doing as little as possible-

Wylie: It’s called cooking… That farm to table bullshit… Come on. There’s just too much of it.

Anthony: Farm to table is saying right up front that it is —to use the dreaded phrase— ingredient-driven rather than chef-creativity-driven or technique-driven. It’s saying that the most important thing is where it comes from, how it was grown, who grew it, and not what you do with it. It’s basically patting yourself on the back for being there.

Wylie: But that’s not cooking. We’re talking about cooking. We are cooks. We should have a responsibility to cook. The fact that we’re talking about ingredients rather than what people are doing with the ingredients is a mistake. Do something to it. That’s showing that you have skill.

Dufresne’s diatribe on farm-to-table cuisine justifies his existence. His conclusion that ingredients are secondary to the golden touch of a skilled cook secures he and his buddies’ position as the Creators in the food universe.

The recipes in Lucky Peach echo that attitude. Heavy on technique, they require a high level of kitchen skills and are probably not for the average home cook. For example, in the introduction to one recipe Chang writes:

This recipe is not for a final dish, or something I’d put on a menu, or something that’s been fully optimized for home cooking. What it is is a blueprint for making a tonkotsu-ish broth in a short period of time—it’s more about the principle than the technique. In this case, we use a pressure cooker to extract a ton of flavor out of the bones quickly, but pressure-cooking the stock for too long also clarifies it. So this is a hybrid method, cooked partially under pressure.

Readers are privy to the ramen broth recipe from Chang’s Michelin-starred restaurant Momofuku, a guide to fresh alkaline noodles, and approximately 20 ways to cook an egg with a full-spread chart to illustrate yolk texture.

We also find more classic food writing such as a regional guide to ramen in Japan, a review of “the best potato chips in the world” and an insightful article on authenticity.  And there’s some unusual elements for a food magazine –a work of fiction by Japanese novelist Jun’ichirō Tanizaki, illustrations by award-winning cartoonist Tony Millionaire, and full-page renderings of now-legendary ramen chefs reproduced from letterpress prints– quality art and literature by anyone’s standards. Even if we never attempt a single recipe printed in Lucky Peach, we must assume they’re works of art since they’re housed in the same gallery.

Ramen Gods

No doubt Lucky Peach is fuel for the food and food celebrity obsessed. In the first issue, ramen is fetishized but it’s also analyzed, deconstructed and re-imagined. It elevates food to art, chefs to artists, and cooking to a creative process. It doesn’t make the food or its creators more accessible to us, but maybe that’s the point. Not everyone can cook, but lucky for us there are some chefs in this world that can.

 Kathryn Tomajan is studying food culture at the University of Gastronomic Sciences in Pollenzo, Italy. She is also a co-founder of Eat Retreat, a creative workshop for leaders in the food community.