I worked my way across the country without a college degree thanks partly to having memorized the AP Stylebook. But the Twitter-shattering news that it had added a 16-page section devoted to food struck me as too teeny and way too late. One of the many things I love about what I obsess about is that you will never know it all, which makes it difficult to codify much about the immensity of the subject (business-speak is nothin’ by comparison). In some cases, doing so just looks dumb — everyone knows orecchiette is the pasta shaped like a diaphragm. And I haven’t seen the full addition, but I was not encouraged to see palate defined in early posts as “the top of the mouth.” Yes, and a pallet is where you keep your palette.