I’m running out of steam or would update my Goods page with some of the great stuff I discovered at The New Amsterdam Market at the South Street Seaport: Brooklyn Brine pickles, The Redhead’s bacon peanut brittles, Maple Hill yogurt, Porchetta’s porchetta, etc. etc. I know I don’t get out enough these days, but I was pretty encouraged by how much energy is obviously being channeled into artisanal foods as the country goes down the toilet. This may sound as if I’m repeating myself, but food really is the new religion. Now, though, the cathedrals come to the peasants. And Gutenberg meets Google.