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Wednesday, November 21, 2012

BZ85 Mourns the loss of Mr. Food

I am a child of the eighties. I grew up long before cable and dish television were as common as black presidents, and back then we had four stations on our little TV. Your line up usually consisted of cartoons in the morning, talk shows in the middle, and the news at night time.

Also Wheel of Fortune. Lots of Wheel of Fortune. Pat Sajack and I are BFF's.

I watched the news all the time, not just because I've been interested in it since I was a wee lad, but because my parents watched it every day. I knew all of the cast, what with your Mike Shane's and Jim Reeves and Jim Burns. And then, most importantly of all, was Mr. Food.

You remember Mr. Food, don't you? He was a kindly looking man with a goofy look and a warm personality that couldn't help but make you like him. My father listened to Mr. Food quite exclusively and tried many a dish from his playbook. They were usually hit and miss, but I could tell my father had a fondness and respect for Mr. Food.

Art Ginsburg, known the world over as the delightful Mr. Food, passed away this week. He was eighty one years old, and he left behind a legacy of good food and good feelings. I was very sad to hear of his passing, as he was one of the faces I remember most from my childhood.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and I'll be spending part of that day with my father in that hellhole my devil whore sister in law put him in. I'm conflicted on whether I should bring up Mr. Food's passing to him, because I don't know how he'll react. I think he'll say he heard and leave it at that, but I think there is another little part of him that will chip away. That part has been chipping away for years since his brother Stanley passed away, and I've tip toed around bad news since my mother died.

We'll chow down on that turkey and dressing tomorrow and pay our respects to Art Ginsburg. There will never be another Mr. Food, no matter how many cooking shows and artificial chefs they throw at us. He was, undoubtedly, the most sincere of them all. And the food?

As he would say - "Ooh, it's so good."
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