Critics from the legendary Aldous Huxley to the modern marvel Jim DeRogatis have learned considerably from the likes of food writers, impressed with their vocabularies and their ability to turn the necessary into the savory. Mike Sula, food columnist of the Chicago Reader, was the silent assassin in a recent critic roundtable/chat room regulated by Kris Vile who comprised his discussion with press ranging from Chicago’s amateur to elite. Mr. Sula fell somewhere in between.
Treading softly on established ground, Mr. Sula offered comic relief, touched on the importance of awareness of the views and connotations surrounding the restaurants one is reviewing, quoted from Rogers & Hammerstein’s classic The King and I, confirmed the imminent and omnipresent skepticism that all print writers now fear is lurking around the corner: not making a living off their passion, attests to the intimacy audiences have with online civilian journalists compared to those of print and press writers, concurs, jokes, and engages with the most premiere writer in the chat room twice, and leaves the door open for optimism by the end. Overall, Mike’s opinion was not the most beseeching of the crew but his choice words proved him to be a man of the press, a potentially compelling critic who simply wants to stay afloat in a turbulent time for the occupation of his choosing, one in which his favorite interlocutor proposed as “a brief one-hundred fifty year blip in the history of mankind and written communication.”
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