In Texas, sex for a t-bone might be a trade that helps both squads; "I have a coupla t-bones from the Stop and Shop, let's go" is pure Rhode Island. Indeed, I moved out of a palatial 1br on Broadway, across from the Columbus Theater, just after the orig White Electric opened, and shortly before the The Decatur. West side, represent!

West side, represent!

Hm, Broadway - you know WBNA only called itself that to sound classy, right? During the same time frame I inhabited a massive Victorian more-or-less alone (most of the time) in the shadow of the Armory. That was when it was about the music, man, before I sold out and moved crosstown.

Maybe she looked hungry.

> I firmly reject the suggestion this could only happen in Rhode Island; the offer surely would have more appeal in Texas.

Midwesterners are often known to exhibit a perverse penchant for meats as well, often in sausage form.

Best quotes linked to from the Gurgling Cod post, though, have to come from the Times' School Mistakes Huge Burrito for a Weapon:

''The kid was sitting there as I'm describing this (report of a student with a suspicious package) and he's thinking, 'Oh, my gosh, they're talking about my burrito.'''

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The burrito was part of Morrissey's extra-credit assignment to create commercial advertising for a product.

''We had to make up a product and it could have been anything. I made up a restaurant that specialized in oddly large burritos,'' Morrissey said.

Midwesterners are often known to exhibit a perverse penchant for meats as well, often in sausage form.

It would have given a whole new meaning to "want a Polish?" Or perhaps some Italian beef. Maybe "Superdawg wants to lounge inside you." Ah, hot dog humor. Can't get enough.

I'm frankly a bit more curious about the back seat shenanigans up at Kenosha's Brat Stop.

Mmmm, bratwurst, flannel and fresh cheese spread...

I'm frankly a bit more curious about the back seat shenanigans up at Kenosha's Brat Stop.

Damn - you can get a choice of 2 from a list of smoked pork chop, regular brat, veal brat (yum!) or knockwurst, plus either fries or one of two kinds of potato salad, and your choice of slaw, sauerkraut or red cabbage? For $11! I can see how someone might give it up for that. Man, I love Wisconsin.

Enjoying the sausage fest. Also, in case you missed, it, this sausage tip still gives me the heebie-jeebies:
http://thegurglingcod.typepad.com/thegurglingcod/2005/03/superdeformed.html

this sausage tip still gives me the heebie-jeebies

That is bizarre. I must have missed that one before my subscription lapsed. As for the tagine story, how thoroughly disappointing. I've always felt that CI is highly suspect whenever they move too far away from American comfort food. Then again, they ran a recipe for carrot cake that claimed to be low in oil but used about twice as much as for my mother's wonderfully moist version.