World collides with itself
First of all -- sorry -- the proposition that Ferry Plaza isn't some kind of weekly yuppie Woodstock is laughable. But the idea that it only just occurred to Carlo Petrini that the mingling of serious food and self-important rich people (who aren't Carlo Petrini) is somehow objectionable is off-the-charts absurd.
Of course, this kind of miscegeny is inevitable, and it's not the end of the world, as much as some people might agonize about it. But it does represent the contradiction at the heart of the "food movement" (someone has to pay for utopia), which no one on the face of the planet has done more to yuppify than Carlo Petrini.
Would it be uncharitable to wonder if the Piedmontese ruling classes prefer their agarian heroes to look more like peasants than "surfers" and "movie stars"?
See you next year.