Usually when I think and occasionally write about politics and food, or the politics of food, it's about things like access and equity and choices and sustainability and other nice Kingsolvery, Gore-ish, Waters-ly, Pollan-esque type stuff.
But maybe I'm feeling a little mean today, because this story was so juicy, so delicious, that I couldn't quite keep it to myself. So read amongst yourselves, and decide whether or not John McCain's wife has actually ever tied on a frilly posied apron in order to start wielding her spatula.
Done? Okay. Now, I was originally going to link to "Cindy's Recipes" directly on McCain's site, which also bore the proud banner of "McCain Family Recipes" (I don't know about your family, but my grandma was most assuredly not busy whipping up Ahi Tuna with Napa Cabbage Slaw or Passion Fruit Mousse). But this very morning, as I was about to start creating the links, the pages began to disappear from the McCain website in front of my very eyes. Some busy little person who lifted those recipes in Cindy's name is desperately trying to save their job -- unless, of course, they're already history, and the task of erasing this embarrassment has been undertaken by a new fetchit.
But at least you have the pretty side-by-side recipe comparisons in the Huffington Post article to keep you entertained while you decide how to cast your vote come November, you foodie, you.