‘The FedEx Meal Plan’

Travel Blog  •  Michael Yessis  •  01.05.10 | 11:25 AM ET

Brett Martin’s “obnoxious” scheme: To have food from around the world sent overnight to him at his home in Brooklyn. He writes about his efforts in GQ:

The idea came to me in the midst of one of those morose funks that occur after coming home from a long trip. In this case, I had just returned from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. I was moping about the house, dreaming of days spent stuffing myself with a mix of Chinese, Indian, and Malay delicacies unavailable anywhere else in the world.

Or were they? I suddenly thought, snapping awake. Unavailable? What did that even mean in these modern times? After all, there is a network of couriers crisscrossing the globe twenty-four hours a day and promising that anything can be anywhere within a matter of hours. So if I craved a bowl of pork noodles of the sort sold on the streets of Kuala Lumpur, why would I need to do something as old-fashioned as actually visiting Kuala Lumpur? International shipping may be pricey, but as a way to stay connected to the tastes of the planet during lean times, it seems downright affordable.



4 Comments for ‘The FedEx Meal Plan’

Cristina 01.05.10 | 3:13 PM ET

It’s an odd thing to be caught in the conundrum of eating foods sourced ‘locally’ while also satisfying the foodie urge…but I think it is possible to dissect these favorite dishes from places abroad so that you can identify which ingredients can be found locally…and then recreate them at home. If you aren’t particularly talented as a chef, another idea for you is to use the internet to find a recipe for your dish (or email the restaurant directly explaining your distance), then take that recipe to your favorite local bistro. Make friends with the chef. Give him or her your wish and you might be surprised how he or she can not only recreate the dish, but also use as many local ingredients as possible (or make things from scratch), or even substituting local ingredients to make it even more interesting. This is how great food evolves! Customers bring us ideas all the time, and we love the bond it creates with them. Plus, it pushes our chefs to try new spices and ingredients and makes them even more talented in the long run.

Grizzly Bear Mom 01.05.10 | 4:29 PM ET

Or just find your local Chinese, Indian or Malay restaurant or market.  It seems resoure intensive to send away for one meal from the other side of the world.

Leslie 01.05.10 | 11:24 PM ET

For years I have begged my French friend Claudine, who lives in the region of Auvergne, to have her mother-in-law, Mammi (Grandma) Nicole, send me care packages. 

Mammi Nicole prepares care packages nearly every week for Claudine, her son and grandson (who live 90 kilometers away) to ensure they are eating properly.  Mammi Nicole isn’t happy if you don’t eat well. 

Her care packages typically include a weeks worth of sauteed seasonal vegetables, lettuce with incredible flavor, sweet tomatoes, spicy radishes, tasty carrots, string beans and baby potatoes like no others - all picked fresh from her garden.  Vegetables are accompanied by freshly prepared meat as roasted chicken (from the local butcher), soup in the winter, and fresh madeleines from the local bakery. 

I’ve eaten all over the world (including yummy black street noodles in KL) but there is nothing like Mammi Nicole’s cooking.

Meals are prepared fresh each day and offer a quality and taste I haven’t found any where else.  If FedEx would deliver she would have a booming business with New Yorkers that live on take out. 

Nothing begs a care package more than Mammi Nicole’s cooking but to be fair Claudine’s Mom is also an amazing cook.

You can see some of Mammi Nicole’s goodness at the following link: http://www.thel-list.com/2009/08/02/clermont-ferrand-france/

There is nothing like eating local, sometimes the taste and ingredients just can’t be copied.

Ahimsa 01.06.10 | 1:01 AM ET

I always thought the expression “more money than you know what to do with” was meant figuratively.  This guy is desperately seeking something, and I don’t think it has anything to do with food.

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