Tell Troy Graves We Eat Local Fish (The Fishcake Movement)
Last night I was fortunate enough to attend the premier of Sky Full of Bacon’s newest production, In the Land of the Whitefish (it should be on the SFoB site shortly). In this video we watch MikeG meet the men who still fish Lake Michigan, and then we meet the men who still sell whitefish for a living. To cement the cycle, we, of course, ate the whitefish. We got fed by Paul Virant of Vie, who does not fear putting whitefish on his menu. His tasting menu this week features pan-fried white fish with potatoes, kale, garlic and herb vinaigrette. We also got fed by Troy Graves of Eve. Graves, it seems, is a bit more hesitant to promote this local fish. His hesitancy, I warned him last night, would set off a movement.
I do not take my movements lightly. For instance, by the time I decided to boycott Whole Foods, Michael Pollan was telling me to go buy some 365 tortilla chips. Yet, when I tasted Graves’ local crabcake, ie., his whitefish cake, I knew it would be my mission to make this food more accessible. Good food should be for all, not just those with press passes. Believe me, we need this whitefish cake. We need to walk into Eve and say to the bartender, “Sir, set me up with a plate of ‘cakes”, and those cakes need to be local cakes, whitefish cakes. These cakes were everything you expect in a crabcake: rich, sweet, a pleasing texture. With the added bonus of being local, with all of the advantages that beholds. It’s just that Chef Graves shies from putting them on his menu. Chef Graves is keeping you from his local deliciousness.
We cannot put up with this any more. We cannot rely on special screenings to get our good food. We need to overwhelm Graves and Eve with demands for whitefish cakes. Get on Facebook. Twitter @evechicago. Write your Congressman. Better, write someone with more power and influence. Write Ellen Malloy. Do something. It’s crazy, crazy I say that this food is for sale. Join the fishcake movement today.