Offbeat Food: Adventures in an Omnivorous World

Offbeat Food: Adventures in an Omnivorous World

by Alan Ridenour


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Fourth in our internationally acclaimed Offbeat series, Offbeat Food: Adventures in an Omnivorous World explores the unusual, unexpected, and extraordinary aspects of food and food culture. This unique book will provide hours of robust entertainment for even the finickiest gourmet. Everything from food Americana-style to the mysterious durian fruit to the appearance of food in the arts and popular culture to the oddities and delights of the international palette is covered in this "foodie" smorgasbord. Alan Ridenour's postmodern foodlore primer is guaranteed to start-and end-countless dinner table conversations and arguments.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781891661099
Publisher: Santa Monica Press
Publication date: 04/28/2000
Pages: 240
Product dimensions: 7.03(w) x 9.22(h) x 0.60(d)

About the Author

Alan Ridenour is a veteran freelance writer whose work has appeared in the Los Angeles Times, Los Angeles Weekly, New Times, and numerous other publications. He is the head of the Los Angeles chapter of the Cacophony Society. A transplanted midwesterner, he makes his home in the Los Angeles area.

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Yes, there are insects in the pages of this book. Discussions of offbeat food invariably seem to wind their way rather quickly toward the topic of bugs and who eats them. But just as insects have become a sort of stock-and-trade shorthand for all that’s unusual in the gastronomic universe, they’ve also begun to lose something of their shock value. The practice of eating insects has slowly infiltrated Western awareness-first as an ethnographic curiosity, later as the novelty in novelty suckers, and later still as an exotic delicacy on the menus of restaurants catering to cosmopolitan tastes. Insects are no longer “inedible” . . . just very, very exotic. And it’s not much of a stretch to imagine a day in the not-too-distant future when insects will be a popular snack food-as common, for instance, as potato chips.

Yet if we look back to the 1896 classic, Anomalies and Curiosities of Medicine, we find the case of a 6-year-old girl who habitually consumed “slugs, beetles, cockroaches, spiders, and other repulsive insects.” At the time, her eating habits were characterized as a “depravity of appetite” and classed alongside clay-eating as symptomatic of mental disturbance. Though, in a sense, this girl could have been considered a culinary pioneer, we also know that many things kids shove in their mouths are undeniably dangerous.

How do children learn what does work and what doesn’t work as food? By being told, of course. Language is the handy medium whereby we transmit and store the results of our collective and dangerous experimentation. Language as a distinguishing feature of homo sapiens is also one of the reasons our species (unlike others) will eat things that, upon first taste, we instinctually spit out. You can see this in the individual context, as children are culturally acclimated into an enjoyment of spicy foods, coffee, alcohol, and other initially noxious substances. Despite the protestations of the gag reflex, young initiates are told these foods are “safe” and even good, and the acquiring of “acquired tastes” is an important signifier of membership in adult culture.

On a societal level, it’s similar-foods valued as hallmarks of higher civilization are never the simple “natural” foods, but are those involving a strange, sophisticated (and possibly revolting) process of production. Wine and cheese, for instance, produced by fermentation and curdling, are nothing more than the outcome of carefully controlled decay. Hindsight tells us that alcohol turned out to be a clever way to keep beverages free of bacteria, and cheese turned out to be a good way to preserve milk, but it must’ve been a fool of heroic proportions who first chose to down these rancid provisions.

Foolhardy behavior, accidents, and the acts of the “mentally deranged”-these appear to be the forces behind our evolving definition of “food.” It’s a bumbling process of mutation and mistake, sometimes dead-ending in hairballs and poison and other times advancing to wine and cheese. Darwin would call it natural selection, and Frank Buckland went ahead and took Darwin’s theory to its culinary extreme.

Hold That Tiger!

Frank Buckland was the son of William Buckland-the famously eccentric professor of geology and mineralogy at Oxford in the early to mid-1800s, and generally considered to be the father of modern paleontology. Trained as a surgeon, the younger Buckland, like his father, was a popular scientific author and lecturer. Serious scholars like to remember Frank as a proponent of fisheries, but it was not only fish that Frank’s appetites inclined toward. As founder of the “Society for Acclimatization of Animals in the United Kingdom,” Frank believed that exotic species should not merely be imported for display in zoos but should be judiciously selected, acclimated, domesticated-and eaten.

On his own estate, Buckland kept an edible menagerie and experimented in his kitchen with a variety of recipes and dishes including kangaroo, buffalo, crocodile, whole roast ostrich, giraffe, porpoise heads, mice on toast, elephant trunk soup, rhinoceros pie, slug soup, and earwigs.

It’s even said that upon returning from his travels and learning that the resident leopard at the London Zoo had expired, Buckland rushed to where it had been buried and disinterred the creature in order that he might perform a few culinary experiments with its meat. Of the hundreds of recipes he concocted, only two (stewed mole and bluebottle flies) were deemed inedible by this second-generation eccentric.

In addition to his menagerie, Buckland also kept a collection of relics including a lock of hair from Henry IV and the heel bone of the poet Ben Johnson. The most precious object in Buckland’s reliquary, however, was one bequeathed to him by his father, who had purchased it from a certain Lord Harcourt, who in turn had obtained it from Jacobin defilers of the royal tombs at St. Denis in Paris. This jewel in Buckland’s collection was the embalmed heart of the Sun King, Louis XIV.

Despite the immeasurable value of this relic, Buckland himself is said to have destroyed this precious object before the eyes of one very alarmed dinner guest, according to an 1886 article in Popular Science Monthly. Before disposing of this little bit of history, Buckland is said to have uttered these words, “I have eaten many strange things in my lifetime, but never before have I eaten the heart of a king,” and with that, Frank Buckland began eating away at Louis’ heart. Clearly, gustatory pleasure was not the aim in chewing up this leathery bit of mummified meat. So why had Frank suddenly gone cannibal? And why had he chosen to start with this immeasurably valuable and immeasurably unappetizing specimen?

Probably for much the same reasons the cannibals in Papua New Guinea eat the heart of a rival warrior-to acquire the dead man’s desirable qualities. Clearly the gesture was symbolic, and clearly Buckland was obsessed with enriching his gastronomic experience. And who in all the world came closer to living out the Epicurean ideal than Louis XIV? This method in Buckland’s madness, which might be lost on the typically noncannibalistic reader of Popular Science Monthly, would no doubt make perfect sense to the tribal practitioner of ritual cannibalism.

Playing with Our Food

Hopefully, Buckland’s spirit can guide you through Offbeat Food, reminding you of the essential symbolic potency of food, a power that can spill out over the most unlikely substances, turning the inedible into coveted morsels. Its terrific symbolic force can manifest itself in the desiccated heart of a long-dead monarch, but it can also inhabit a humble loaf of bread or a sculpture made of yak butter.

Is there really any objective definition for food? Can we let the physiologists strong-arm us into the definition of food as “nutritive substances consumed”? How can we let them so glibly exclude foodstuffs (i.e. chewing gum) that are obviously psychological rather than nutritive in function? Even if the physiologist were to back off and decide to offer a more humble definition of food, describing it negatively as “nontoxic substances consumed,” we can still raise a fuss, pointing to the vast spectrum of mild to lethal intoxicants enjoyed by various cultures throughout the world.

Throughout the ages and throughout the world, food has been used ritually to bring luck, work magic, bless marriages, bond neighbors, cure and improve the body, placate the dead, and affirm unity with the divine. With power like that, it’s only natural that civilizations should eventually develop an obsession with the form and details of food. It follows that societies would eventually devote intense scientific and artistic energies toward the preparation and presentation of food, and that mankind should eventually fixate on food as a decorative motif and metaphor, eventually anthropomorphizing food, creating animated personas for food, having sex with food, and building homes and driving cars that look like food.

Offbeat Food documents a few of the thousands of ways our species has and continues to play with its food. Smearing it around a plate is only the beginning.

Table of Contents


Fruits and Vegetables

     Sidebar: Buddah Got Some Bad Pork

Grain and Bread
     Sidebar: Manna Mania

Holiday Eatz

The Religious Side of Cannibalism
     Sidebar: Cannibal Joke


Meal On A Leash

Epicurean Zoo
     Sidebar: Old Fish, New Fish

Tastes Like Chicken
     Sidebar: The Colorado Cannibal

Crawly Things
     Sidebar: Pack the Car! We're Going to the Snail Farm!

Tasty Rodents

Snacks On Six Legs
      Sidebar: Larvets & Bug Candy (Have Al Write?)

Right Animal, Wrong Part

Sidebar: Primer On British Cuisine


Dogs 'N Burgers
      Sidebar: Fast & Faster

Flakes for Science

Military Industrial Gourmet
      Sidebar: How Percy Spencer Blew Up an Egg

Fluff And Wobble

Snackin' USA
     Sidebar: They Didn't Have Microwaves
     Sidebar: We Don't Eat That Here

Liquid America

Rot Your Teeth
      Sidebar: Candy Cancer Sticks

Ice Cream Shop


Entertaining With Taste

Candy Culture
      Sidebar: Wedding Pies, Pyramids, and Cakes

Garden Trimmings

Just Don't Bite It
      Sidebar: Full-Throttle All-Beef Patty Preoccupation

Bigger Than Groceries
      Sidebar: Bombshell in Burlap


Yummy Celluloid
      Sidebar: Surrealist Recipes For Film

Comforts Of The Table
      Sidebar: Let the Force Do the Dishes

Adults Play with Food Too
      Sidebar: Throwing Pies, Making History

The Still Life Syndrome
      Sidebar: He Painted Human Vegetables

The Bad Manners of the Avant-Garde

Pop Goes The Still Life
      Sidebar: Cibo Matto

Your Imaginary Friends
      Sidebar: Space Cadet's Breakfast

Breeding Betty Crockers


Food As Fetish

      Sidebar: Mystery of the Durian


And Then?
      Sidebar: Traditional Items for Epiphany Cakes
      Sidebar: Lucky Foods for the Coming Year

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