We know that New Yorkers are a bunch of slobbering salt monsters who can strip the crystals off a Super Pretzel faster than you can say "hypertension." But don't prisoners deserve a modicum of salt to take the pain away of you know, being in prison? Mayor Bloomberg apparently disagrees: buried in his much decried budget is a provision that would slash $350K from the Corrections Department's food budget, the Daily News reports. Can't we give the salt demonizing a rest since it doesn't even give you heart disease?
Bloomberg Wants To Cut Salt, Pepper, Ice Cream From Prison Budget
Pretzel Ad Hits NYC Streets, Promotes Eating Disorders
[UPDATE BELOW] A reader sent us the above photo, taken at the northeast corner of 1st and 1st. She wrote, "A timeless message from Pretzel Crisps reminding you that you will never reach any goal when it comes to your body." Many others have shared her sentiment against the campaign, and last night NYC The Blog took some video of one of the ads getting adorned with images of too-thin women, articles about eating disorders, and a new message in response to the company's declaration: "You can never be too thin." It reads: "Actually, you can."
Greenmarket Farmers "Sling the Mud" at Each Other
A week ago the Times reported on Jay Dines, an upstate farmer banished from the city’s Greenmarkets for selling meat he had not raised himself. Today the paper follows up with a look at these complicated Greenmarket rules that have many farmers chafing. Alfred Milanese, co-owner of Martin’s Pretzels, is in his 26th year at the Greenmarket. But he says other vendors resent him because he’s allowed to bypass the “producer-only” rule and sell pretzels made by Mennonites in Pennsylvania: “Over the years people have pointed fingers. They say, what about the pretzel man? He doesn’t have his hands in the dough.”

