Shut’em down, shut’em down now
Folks in the Big Apple are illegally eating things! The CBS affiliate in New York City today uncovered the scary, secret world of illegal, underground dinner parties.
No, this is not a joke or a parody, though it will really feel like one for the first few seconds of the clip. The news casters treat this situation with the same slightly amazed and shocked tone that they use when they cover the “underground world of raves.” You know which story I’m talking about. Every local news affiliate runs one every sweeps period. Here’s some of the text, but I can’t really do the reading justice:
The diners are a mix of New Yorkers and tourists. CBS 2’s undercover cameras captured one experience — eight people who didn’t know each other eating a meal in a stranger’s home.
That hostess, Naama Shafi, writes about food but is not a chef. [Reporter Tamara] Leitner found her through a website, which connects amateur foodies and professional chefs in 20 different countries with people who want unique dining experiences.
Clandestine dinner parties like the one Leitner attended have become more common in New York City. And insiders told Leitner they are completely unregulated.
Why should people in the city have any more right to choose to eat what they want than people who deal with farmerers directly?
Health department raids community picnic and destroys all food with bleach.
As guests were mingling, finishing tours of the farm, and while the first course of the meal was being prepared and ready to be sent out, a Southern Nevada Health District employee came for an inspection. […]
She came literally while our guests were arriving! In order to overcome any trouble with the Health Department of cooking on the premises, most of the food was prepared in a certified kitchen in Las Vegas; and to further remove any doubt, we rented a certified kitchen trailer to be here on the farm for the preparation of the meals.
The inspector, Mary Oaks, clearly not the one in charge of the inspection as she was constantly on the phone with her superior Susan somebody who was calling all the shots from who knows where.
We were told our food was unfit for consumption and demanded that we call off the event because:1. Some of the prepared food packages did not have labels on them. (The code actually allows for this if it is to be consumed within 72 hours.)
2. Some of the meat was not USDA certified. (Did I mention that this was a farm to fork meal?)
3. Some of the food that was prepared in advance was not up to temperature at the time of inspection. (It was being prepared to be brought to proper temperature for serving when the inspection occurred.)
4. Even the vegetables prepared in advance had to be thrown out because they were cut and were then considered a “bio-hazard”.
5. We did not have receipts for our food. (Reminder! This food came from farms not from the supermarket! I have talked with several chefs who have said that in all their years cooking they have never been asked for receipts.)At this time Monte, trying to reason with Susan to find a possible solution for the problem, suggested turning this event from a “public” event to a “private” event by allowing the guests to become part of our farm club, thus eliminating any jurisdiction or responsibility on their part. This idea infuriated Susan and threatened that if we did not comply the police would be called and personally escort our guests off the property. […]
I then asked if we couldn’t feed the food to our “public guests” or even to our private family, then at least let us feed it to our pigs. […]
Again, a call to Susan and another negative response. Okay, so let me get this right. So the food that was raised here on our farm and selected and gathered from familiar local sources, cooked and prepared with skill and love was even unfit to feed to my pigs!?! Who gave them the right to tell me what I feed my animals? Not only were we denied the use of the food for any purpose, to ensure that it truly was unfit for feed of any kind we were again threatened with police action if we did not only throw the food in the trash, but then to add insult to injury, we were ordered to pour bleach on it.
People who are too stupid to be trusted with choosing their own doctor are obviously too stupid to be trusted to choose what to eat.
NannyState knows best.
There has been a thread on eGullet for a few days about this.
Most of the nanny statists are taking a real beatdown from the rest of commentators who think the city has too many resources at its disposal if this is their idea of “crime”.
Leigh
There is absolutely no reason for health inspectors to be either armed or threaten police action! NONE! These are, at best, municipal code violations and worse should be a citation with a court date.
This is like the school who called the police on the kid wearing a NRA t-shirt.
The is not only a waste of police services, it is the wrong use of them.
The State is shutting down private dinner parties and destroying perfectly good organic local free-range cruelty-free carrots, and still we can’t get the Tote-baggers to stand with us against government overreach.
As a certain replicant once said: “Then we’re stupid, and we’ll die.”
America is exceptional kinda like those crossfitters what poop out all their muscles into a puddle
I’m not going to ask what it is you’re talking about even though that’s the second time you’ve brought that up, happy.
A steaming yellow one, stuck on stupid.
Darleen,
The food site I mentioned practically has a hammer and sickle in its logo. It’s hilarious to see lefties lose it when “their” ox is being gored.
here leigh this article stirred up a lot of chit chat
a lot of people here in the valley do crossfit so everyone is trying to figure out how much truth is in it
i was already on Team Crossfit Sucks so mostly I’m just horrified that this is a thing
nobody tells me amything
Persons what want people to talk about their subject matter should get their own blogs.
it’s a metaphor silly I can’t help it if you don’t get it
oh btw I got my cap from Mr. Brown yesterday I’m wearing it today it’s really nice I get now why it was a little pricey
the tag says it comes from some boutique outfitter in Jackson Hole
I never even been there my whole life cause of it’s so 1% and I’m just a workaday pikachu of limited means and even more limited horizons
but I got me a spiffy cap
Oh, man, happy, hanging curve ball and I’ve waited all day for someone to take a swing: limited means, limited horizons, limited outlook, limited intellect, limited analysis, limited etc. You just wear your spiffy cap.
What the hepatic hamster says is unimportant, and we do not hear his words.