Tag: food

Why do so many people think they’re above McDonalds?

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I’m sitting in my cube, and I overhear some of my co-workers talking about their weekend.  One of them is bitching because he’s concerned that his in-laws are going to make his kids fat, because they went to McDonalds over the weekend.  And then the inevitable statement that he never goes to McDonalds, and that they’re somewhere along the lines of the worst stuff on the face of the planet.

Firstly, his in-laws did what all stereotypical red-blooded, all-American, salt of the earth white grandparents do with their grandkids – spoil them and feed them unhealthy foods.  A trip to McDonalds isn’t going to destroy the health of two toddlers if the everyday parenting is good.

But back to the point, why do so many people think they’re above McDonalds?

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I want to eat a candy-filled steak

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Long story short: draught ravages corn crops, cost of corn goes up, cattle farmer can’t afford to feed cows corn, switches to candy

There’s something about this story that seems kind of dystopian, or Soylent Green-ish, but regardless it is still pretty cool, and I have to say resourceful and kind of ingenious. Perhaps it hits home a little too hard, with the state of Fat America, but apparently it works on livestock too.

All I know is that this is really giving me a hankering for some steak, and I would prefer it to come from this Kentucky cattle farm, and the label to read “100% candy-fed all-American beef,” or something along those lines.

I wonder if this beef will have any sweetness to its flavor, or if them fattening up on all this chocolate and candy alters the taste of them at all?

It’s just food

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Lately, I hear on a fairly regular basis the crucifixion of Chick-Fil-A.  About how they hate gays, support anti-gay things, and other claims and allegations that martyr gay people.  Now I apologize if I’m a bit ambivalent to the news around the world, but the few things that I’ve read about the matter have all stated that the Cathy family, stated that they were “supportive of the traditional family.”  Sure, that means that they don’t approve of gay marriage, but it also means they don’t support interracial marriages, or people getting divorces let alone re-marrying either.

Somewhere along the line, this whole war turned into Chick-Fil-A versus Gay People.  It seems to me that that’s not really what this is really about, yet somehow it’s been steered to go in this direction.  I don’t think it’s right that the Cathy family is against non-traditional families, but that’s their opinions, but I also don’t think it’s right that gay people are the only ones martyred in this whole equation when there are several other factions that have just as much right to be appalled by the opinions of the Cathys.

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Dogs get the itis too

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Dog eats big meal, dog gets the ITIS, dog goes to sleep.  Happens to the best of us.

I know there are a few people interested in the photos taken over the July the 4th 7th party.  But you’ll have to excuse the slower turnaround time these days, because of my fancy-schmancy aZn creeper DSLR camera, I’m shooting in RAW, and it takes a considerable bit longer time to process all the pictures and get them up online.  But I’ll be posting them fairly soon, so hold your got-damn horses.

I definitely have jury duty tomorrow, and I am none to pleased by that development, so once that bullshit is out of my hair, I’ll hopefully have the adequate time needed to finish the rest up.

So in the meantime, endure the dog pictures.

Second filler post: CHICKEN McBOOTS

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OMG I ate some McBoots after I got back from North Carolina.  So gratifying, so delicious, even if they are so bad for your health.  I just did not give a damn.  I’m still not entirely sure of what caused the sudden infatuation and demand for McBoots, but I’m willing to wager a good bit that it happened when I was inebriated, and then it trickled into my sober hours.  Once a craving for the McBoots comes into play, nothing short of McBoots will satiate the need.

In other news, I’ve processed all my images, and within the next few days, I’ll begin making some more substantial photo/writing brog posts, chronicling my recent journeys and showing crappy photography of the places I’ve been, and things I’ve seen.

The next few weekends stand to look pretty nondescript and stagnant in comparison to the last two, but you know what?  I can’t wait to sleep in in my own bed this weekend, and hope to get some substantial rest, as long as my dog will allow it.

An example of effective packaging

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As amazing as the thought of rib chips would be, it’s hard to fathom how such would be executed.  But when Jen and I were at the store the other day, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw this bag of Ruffles Smokehouse Style BBQ chips.

Pictured on the bag is but a half-rack of the most succulent, meaty, heavily seasoned looking ribs the world has ever seen.  Ruffles has clearly transcended the need to even bother putting potatoes or the actual product on their bags themselves, and instead just gone straight for the jugular by putting a picture of what the chips are supposed to taste like.  The name is kind of there as a formality more or less, but nowhere on the front of the bag is even written the words “potato” or “chips.”

Instead, it’s just the greatest looking ribs in the world screaming “FUCKING BUY ME AND EAT ME YOU GOD DAMN PUSSY.”

The fact that it’s in my snack cupboard says who won that conflict.

So I’m thirty years old now

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And there’s no better way to celebrate my 30th birthday than to go eat horribly unhealthy food and drink a lot of beer.  For months I’ve walked past Cypress Street Pint & Plate, and been curious to try them out.  A birthday gathering seemed like an appropriate enough reason to move forward with it.

I knew when I saw it on the menu that there was no other option – Sublime Burger.  Sublime is an excellent doughnut shop local to Atlanta, and like the namesake implies, this was a half-pound burger with two Sublime doughnuts as the buns.  Some might find the idea of sweet buns off-putting, but I had high hopes.  And were they ever met, because it was an absolutely fantastic burger in the end.  Only slightly sweet, and the burger itself was juicy and flavorful.  It obviously had to be a half-pound pre-cooked, because I made that thing disappear like it was the size of a McDonald’s hamburger.

But anyway, thanks to everyone who took the time to text me, call me, IM me or email me well wishes for my birthday.  It is genuinely appreciated.  And special thanks to those of my friends who came out to Cypress St. with me to partake in beer and unhealthy food with me.  Your company is a better gift than any tangible effects.

Anyway, a few photos were taken.

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