Have you heard of foraging?
Oh, come, come, it's all the rage.
"Foraging" is basically being a modern-day hunter/gatherer. Apparently, there is food everywhere, all around us, if only we were paying attention. And were carrying a spade, gardening gloves and a copy of "Guide to Edible Plants As Opposed to the Ones That Will Kill You Immediately" in our pocketbooks.
I first learned of foraging in a New Yorker article entitled "The Food At Our Feet". There is a restaurant in Copenhagen called Noma which has won every award in the foodie book and garners much, or most, of their cuisine through foraging. The dishes run along the lines of Wild Sow Thistle Cooked in Pigeon Juice and Sea Urchin Wrapped in Beach Horseradish and Grilled Salad Puree of Spinach, Wild Herbs, Ground Edler, Spanish Chervil, Chickweed and Goosefoot with a Morel and Juniper Wood Broth.
This is incredible to me.
So incredible that I've decided to open my own restaurant serving only the 'food that is at my feet'.
The food foraged from Hoboken, New Jersey.
photo credit: Jason Michael via photo pin cc
Foraging in the CITY??? That's kinda... gross. For all the reasons listed, especially the idea of the heavy pollution, random cigarette butts, etc. Forage in the woods? Yes. City? Not so much.
Posted by: tracey | May 1, 2012 at 04:10 PM
That's a wild menu, even for this Jersey girl!
Posted by: valmg @ Mom Knows It All | May 1, 2012 at 04:10 PM
That makes dumpster diving for food sound appetizing ;) haha.
Posted by: tara | May 1, 2012 at 04:43 PM
My kids forage for cheap pizza coupons. Does that count?
Posted by: SuburbanCorrespondent | May 1, 2012 at 05:44 PM
This is HILARIOUS. Dog crap. I just adore you.
Posted by: Ann | May 1, 2012 at 07:41 PM
STOP.
There is no way. No. Stop it.
Posted by: Kristin | May 1, 2012 at 07:44 PM
Beauty, kindness, wit....all wrapped up in one flame headed woman.
xo
Posted by: Alexandra | May 1, 2012 at 07:53 PM
You could so totally start a restaurant -- theme: creative re-use.
We take this stuff seriously in San Francisco. We have a restaurant called Gratitude where you order dishes with names like "I am abundant" and the server says back to you "You are abundant." I ate there once. No food is cooked over a certain temperature.
Posted by: Stephanie Hunt | May 1, 2012 at 07:55 PM
Dog crap? Well, now you're looking in MY personal cookbook, lady.
I call it Doomsday Prepper chic.
;-) A.
Posted by: Anna Lefler | May 2, 2012 at 07:03 AM
OMG Stephanie - I would just bust a gut to #1) actually order food with a name like that #2) receive that response after ordering said food. That's like a serious food religion right there
Posted by: tara | May 2, 2012 at 07:56 AM
Ugh! I have plenty of snails to throw in for free.
Posted by: Lady Jennie | May 2, 2012 at 08:42 AM
Oh this was great!!! I was giggling throughout. But beware … there are probably people who would herald this as "the next big thing" in haute cuisine!
Posted by: Jenners | May 2, 2012 at 12:02 PM
Absolutely hilarious!
Posted by: Stephanie Hunter | May 2, 2012 at 08:29 PM
I think I threw up a little at the Hudson River creme fraiche.
So, so funny.
And disgusting.
You do Hoboken proud, woman.
Posted by: The Flying Chalupa | May 7, 2012 at 03:27 PM