Last night the James Beard foundation recognized outstanding food journalists. (Tonight's the big night for chefs and restaurants.) These Pulitzers of the Palate, the Ellies of the Edible, the Man Bookers of the Pressure Cookers, were notable for at least one reason—what a surprise it was how few of the winners, especially among the newspaper category, hail from New York. In a largely West Coast sweep, the San Francisco Chronicle took home the best newspaper section, Rebekah Denn of the Seattle Post-Intelligencer won best review—and Los Angeles magazine's Jesse Katz took to his West Coast home the MFK Distinguished Writing Awards. This is clearly ridiculous and impossible, as the Other Coast has nothing to offer whatsoever in terms of culture. Do they even eat food out there without throwing it up?