Yahoo News has offered me the second consecutive bit of New York-related food information to make its way on Flavorful World in less than a week. It isn’t that I actively seek out New York food news, or that this blog is in any way devoted to said pursuit (although, given the amount of good eating and drinking I’ve done and continue to do throughout the boroughs, it would be easy to understand if such a dedication were the case.) Things just seemed to go that way this week.
At any rate, I can’t truthfully say I’m proud of the subject of this latest article I read at Yahoo News (as compared to New York Sous-Chef James Kent, about whose culinary achievements you can read in the post immediately preceding this one.) I wrote my previous post on Chef Kent because I felt as proud for us (both New Yorkers and Americans) as I did for him. His representation of our country in a prestigious international cooking competition seems praiseworthy in every way, perhaps because it is a test that demands as much artistry as discipline of the people called to compete.
Compare this now to a competition that was won by wolfing nearly 181 chicken wings in twelve minutes. That’s what happened at the ninth annual National Buffalo Wing Festival in Buffalo, New York on Sunday, September 5th, 2010.
It could, of course, be argued that here too, a certain level of artistry and discipline must be reached before one may accomplish such a feat. That’s “feat,” as in the ability to cram unnecessarily copious amounts of food down one’s gullet at a rate of speed ensuring that even if they manage to taste it, they don’t get to enjoy it, and doing so not for sake of sustenance, nor to satisfy physiological hunger, nor even out of a desire to appreciate the gift of good food, but simply to prove that one can, and that their skill at it allows them to avoid regurgitation in the act.
So while I can’t say that this news fills me with New York pride by association, I can say with all honesty that I’m happy for her, if not for us. I’m happy for her, even if society’s knowledge of the continued starvation of legions throughout the world makes it monumentally difficult for me to look upon competitive eating with anything other than sadness.