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Tastypie

What Is Tastypie?

Tastypie is a webservice API framework for Django. It provides a convenient, yet powerful and highly customizable abstraction for creating REST-style interfaces.

Tastypie makes exposing your models easy, but gives you full control over what you expose, letting you abstract away the database as much as needed. Tastypie also makes it easy to integrate with non-ORM data sources.

Tastypie is BSD licensed & plays nicely with third-party apps without needing to modify their sources.

Features:: Full GET/POST/PUT/DELETE/PATCH support; Reasonable defaults; Designed to be extended at every turn; Includes a variety of serialization formats (JSON/XML/YAML/bplist); HATEOAS by default; Well-tested & well-documented

Getting Started

Install using Pip: pip install django-tastypie
Add to installed apps: INSTALLED_APPS += ['tastypie']
Syncdb: ./manage.py syncdb
Create your resource(s)
Hook them up in the URLconf

Community

There is a mailing list available for general discussion.

For those craving real, human interaction, there is also an IRC channel (#tastypie on irc.freenode.net).

Finally, if you find a bug or would like to request a feature, please submit an issue.

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What Is Tastypie?

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