Back in Emeril's pre-Katrina heyday, chefs and serious foodies used to dismiss it as the Bam! network. Now it's disdained as All-Rachael, All-The-Time. You know, the Food Network, not about cooking so much as lifestyle (travel, glitz), weaponry (knife-wielding, cake-frosting) and tours of candy factories. Deliberate programming choices, made to draw viewers too sedate for Housewives and too chicken for Survivor.
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Move Over, Copper. There's a New Fish in Town
Better believe it, the 25-year reign of the Copper River salmon is over. The new king comes from the mighty Yukon River, and the architect of its ascendancy is (no real surprise) the same power-behind-the-throne, Jon Rowley.
Sacred Salmon, Demon Rum
Until the mid-17th century, the Royal Navy would give its sailors daily ration of brandy. Then they captured Jamaica and switched to the local hooch, rum, which they diluted with water & lemon juice. The citrus prevented scurvy, kept the Brits healthier than the French and Spanish, whose sailors were still knocking back brandy; Britannia soon ruled the world.
Washington Wine Highway
Other countries have them, official "Route des Vins" complete with signposts. Why not here? Indeed.
Salvation By Salmon
We 'Merkins are a devout lot. We remember our nation's dead in May, venerate fireworks in July, celebrate the arrival of a boatload of Yerpeen settlers in November. What we don't honor, strangely, is the first demonstration of nature's annual generosity: the salmon run.
Something fishy this way swims
That disturbance in the water? It's Seattle's iconic wild salmon, swimming onto our plates just in time to rescue our souls from the long, dark winter.

