There's a great article in this week's New Yorker about hunting for matsutake mushrooms in the forests of Oregon. I knew mushroom hunting was a pretty high-stakes game, but I had no idea that Cambodians are the most fervent hunters or that they live in Gold Rush-style camps complete with prostitutes, gambling, karaoke and bowls of steaming pho-type soup.
I wish I could have gone to this dinner at New York's Gramercy Tavern with a tasting menu accompanied by aged beers, from NY Times writer Eric Asimov. I'll take the one that tastes like bananas foster, please.
And also in the New York Times, a fun piece on artsy restaurants in Beijing with food from the provinces -- caterpillar fungus chicken soup, anyone?