This week an event shocked the nacho world with the magnitude of the 1906 San Francisco Earthquake (7.8), that being that human troll doll Guy Fieri made nachos in a trashcan. Granted, fewer people died at this event, but the level of horror and the cost in human spirit is equal, if not greater to the Californian disaster. It goes without saying that the damage to nachos was of course much, much worse.
In 1987 American Artist Andres Serrano released a photograph entitled Immersion (Piss Christ) featuring a small crucifix in a jar of his own urine. Believe it or not, there were quite a few people less than thrilled by the image of their lord and savior submerged in a jar of piss, even in the name of art. Possibly in spite of the name of art.
Am I comparing throwing nachos into a trashcan and calling it culinary art the equivalent of drowning an icon of the King of Kings in human effluence? Yes, yes I am. However I do also believe in the freedom of speech that protects things such as this that people might find offensive. So while I can't agree with it, I do have to respect its right to exist as "art" in the world. As much as a spectacle as this meal was designed to be, you do have to call it art.
Art? (Food Network)
What we have here is just Guy Fieri being Guy Fieri, which is unsurprising considering the Guy Fiering of the food world. Next will come someone making nachos in dumpster or coffin, then inside one of those cows with the holes in their side that go straight into their stomach, and finally a reenactment of the Alexis St. Martin stomach experiments, but with a nacho centric twist. Nachos will always be an easy target of goofs like this with their ease of mass production and scalability as well as their appeal, but we just have to hope that a culinary Christo will bury a town in them or something equally classically artistic on a large scale to raise their quality. Until that time though it will sadly continue to be a dark age of bleached hair and goatees...
You don't make a drawing that encapsulates both the existential horror of both Edvard Munch's The Scream AND Guy Fieri and not use it as much as you can.
