Monthly Archives: January 2010
I Feel Kinda Gross
Many curious things happened in the park just now. Whilst eating another of those lovely Shake Shack burgers, pondering the greasiness that was so delighting my tongue and confounding my thumbs, I was set upon by a pigeon! In the … Continue reading →
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Tagged as Am I Dying?, cheeseburgers, lunch, nightmares, superheroes, TERROR, the park
Writing’s More Fun When I’m Full
The Shake Shack burger is an inelegant construction. Poking out the top of its greasy wrapping, the contents push forward like the hanging belly of someone who can’t admit to a need for more roomy pants. Jealous of each other, … Continue reading →
Bleeeeeach! (Not Bleach, Mind, But a “Yuck” Noise.)
As an important early step in my new internship, I’m doing a break room taste test. It should have serious implications in my caffeine intake for the next few months—obviously the benchmark by which any part time, unpaid employment can … Continue reading →
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Tagged as coffee, comparisons, desk jockeying, disappointment, drinks, tea
Mild Excitement!
Mild excitement is, of course, the best kind. Lunch Matters—and by that I mean I—is back in an office, hard at work doing…well, something. I’ve only been here three minutes and they haven’t informed me yet. A return to employment … Continue reading →
Breakfast Fast Fast
I’m writing this in the Baltimore airport, home of that fly flyboy Arby’s, but to my left is not roast beef. Rather, I have carried with me a sandwich fragment, as precious and slight as a few lines of Sappho, … Continue reading →
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Tagged as barbecue, breakfast, drowsiness, fried chicken, Nashville, travel
Double Terrible News
I’m sorry to report that the Nashville barbecue I championed last week—Dee’s Q on Riverside Drive—has closed. Its owner and pitmaster, Reggie Crowder, died in February of a heart attack, leaving his daughter and wife to carry on, a task … Continue reading →
At The Mercy of Badbecue
There’s crummy barbecue out there, people, and I think I’ve eaten too much of it in my lifetime. The problem could be as simple as salt, or as intangible as laziness. Time after time, promised “the best pulled pork/ribs/brisket in … Continue reading →
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Tagged as barbecue, disappointment, fried chicken, road trip, Tennessee
