All that hellfire and brimstone people have been preaching about GMOs for years now? Might simply be stuff and nonsense.
In a world where the sun is hot and water is scarce, survival comes down to competition.
The people Hull profiles want to get better jobs, or better-paying jobs, but they also want to do their Hardee’s jobs well. They have plans and goals for their lives, like having a wedding by a lake or saving enough money to move to a city that might have more job opportunities. The thing that consistently gets in the way is Hardee’s low wages. That is the mitigating factor on their dreams.
Big news in “brightly colored viscous liquid foods:” Heinz is buying Kraft and, with their powers combined, are becoming Kraft Heinz.
Not to worry, via my old favorite Venessa Wong at Businessweek, Nutella owns 25% of the world’s supply of hazelnuts and has acquired Oltan Group, the leading supplier of hazelnuts. Nutella will be fine. They account for 70% of all U.S. sales of chocolate spreads and are, somehow, a 2.5 BILLION dollar company. That’s a lot of people studying abroad and then coming home feeling really cultured because they put Nutella on their toast now. (BEEN THERE.) But it’s the other guys, the little confectioners, that have to worry.
As for me, I am on the right side of history, if by history you mean overly-paid trend forecasters as cited on Quartz.com. My kitchen in my last apartment had a built-in microwave, so I threw my busted $30 one out, and in this apartment there is truly about six inches of counter space so I don’t know where I’d put one if we had it. *shuffles to stand in front of the KitchenAid mixer, crosses arms*
Here’s a fun one, via the Morning News: The proprietor of the French restaurant in Switzerland called Patrizietta was sick of seeing patrons load up on the buffet and waste a bunch of food, so he took matters into his own hands. At La Patrizietta, membership to the Clean Plate Club is free, but you face a fine of five francs if you don’t join:
The latest issue of Lapham’s Quarterly is out, and the theme is Death. Hooray! You can read Brent Cunningham’s wildly fascinating essay about the last meals of the soon to be executed online, and I would highly recommend it, if you are into that sort of thing. Or aren’t into that sort of thing at ALL but still can’t help but be fascinated by the fact that Timothy McVeigh’s last meal was two pints of mint chocolate chip ice cream.