Restaurant critic: STFU up about food already!

There is a tremendous amount of evidence, via blind taste testing experiments, that wine tasters can't actually distinguish between wines. There was some study about a decade ago where so-called experts would grade the same glass of wine with three very different scores.

 

I've heard the same thing is true about baseball experts evaluating players with respect to defensive performance.

 

Sabermetrically?

You will get no argument from me.

 

Reminds of when they had an ape splatter a canvas with paints, then held it up next to a Pollock- and the art critics swooned.

 

I just typed that into my browser.
I've seen things. Things I can't unsee.

 

There was a Mark Bowden piece in the last year or so about a health nut who obsessively breaks down the composition of his feces.

http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2012/07/the-measured-man/309018/

 

Wine Against Replacement

 

Asparagus eats grass?

 

Try the free-range dental floss.

 

Winers wine.

 

Daniel Boone never ate a fkin salad.
Robert Rogers only ate meat he'd freshly torn off a still-living creature with what few teeth he likely had.
The Green Mountain Boys never heard of kale.
And Clara Barton didn't pack quinoa for lunch.
The men and women who mastered a continent, won a pair of world wars and put dudes on the moon did it while eating BEEF and PORK and VENISON. They wolfed down head cheese and pork-laden mush and later even Spam- and chased it all down with cheap, mass-produced AMERICAN beer.