Besides being among the "most persuasive portraits of an artist ever committed to film", Times film critic A.O. Scott notes that Ratatouille raises some genuine questions about the nature of genius and the nature of nature. Namely, is the Department of Health, which recently has gone on an anti-rat campaign, stifling potential rodent chefs from achieving their full potential by shuttering New York restaurants where evidence of their kind has been found? We compared products from the beratted Upper East Side Pinkberry with the new downtown one on Spring Street. Our analysis: the "yogurt" at the non-rat version lacked a certain je ne sais quoi. We're pretty sure that had Remy the Ratchef been there, he would have known exactly the right amount of sodium gluconate to add. Between the cute rats at the movies and the knowledge that rats lurk within every kitchen that serves us, will the time soon come that rats are considered merely our friendly fellow diners?