Author: John Curtas

And The Correct Answer Is….

WHO IS KILLING THE GREAT CHEFS OF EUROPE, a savory and sweet whodunnit celebrating its 30th anniversary this year. This Ted Kotcheff film is a must see for anyone who fashions themselves a connoisseur of food movies.

ELV puts it right up there with Juzo Itami’s Tampopo (1985) and Ang Lee’s Eat, Drink, Man, Woman (1994) as one of the great gastronomic films of all time. (click here for one of our favorite scenes from Tampopo)

And if those scenes don’t get you hungry and slightly steamy, try this one.

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Eating Las Vegas Contest – that has nothing to do with Thanksgiving (applause applause)

First, to all of you — ELV’s faithful readers and post-ers: HAPPY THANKSGIVING FROM EATING LAS VEGAS, and his entire staff!

Secondly, since we know you’re already tired of holiday quizzes and trivia contests, ELV thought he’d tickle your brain stems with a contest about something else. So, my fine feathered famously full food fact freaks:

Can you identify the origin of these quotes?*

“I don’t wish to address anyone by name who has had their finger up my rectum.”

“Take two stars from Chez Auguste. I ate there last night and generated more gas than an Arabian oil field puts out in a month.”

“It’s no more trouble to make a good omelet than a bad one.”

“…(you are) a fat piece of rancid headcheese!”

“Every fold of (my) skin is a sonnet…every chin, a concerto!”

“You don’t have to have laid an egg to be able to smell a bad one.”

“You may have had her body, but I’ve had her creams, her meringues, her breads and her cakes.”

“I will make love to you six times: primi, antipasti, pasta, pesce, carne….and dolce!”

“I have a fantastic body…you will love touching it.”

First prize: Lunch with ELV and a mega-babe of his choosing (assuming her 1-900 number still works)

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* And no, the answer isn’t: Last night in ELV’s bedroom.

HIMALAYAN CUISINE (or: Poundin’ Brewskis With Rajan)

Actually, “poundin’ ” is a lie. In fact, it’s as far from the truth as a truth about beer drinking can get.

Because when you drink beer with Rajan O. Dhungana, you do everything but pound. You sip. You savor. You discuss and you analyze. And while all of this is going on, there’s a fair amount of contemplation as well. Not contemplation in the “how drunk am I getting?” sense, but lots of thought about natural yeasts, bottle conditioning, triple fermentation, sediments and other sexy suds stuff.

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