Always wondered why Soul II Soul never got bigger, they had some epic jams back in the day. Speaking of back in the day, today is a day of celebration. 25 years ago today, I started the second semester of my sophomore year, also known as when I started to blossom. I’m still running at about 25% mental capacity since The Events of December 31st, 2009, so the celebration will be muted and tasteful, maybe some burritos will be involved. I’m gonna get back on the website horse bigtime, though, in the near future.
A few questions/corrections:
1. Hey, Melting Pot, what the fuck is up with putting toffee coated pine nuts in your caesar salad??? Were your customers clamoring for more of a Heath bar flavor in their salads? Do you sprinkle your house salads with Skittles or Reese’s Pieces? I fucking love pine nuts (no innuendo intended), they are fucking delicious as is, and could most likely add a little something great to a shitty-assed caesar salad. Also, how about lowering your prices somewhat to reflect the current economic environment/the fact you are just warming up some shredded cheese? I love fondue – I placed quite well in a fondue-eating competition at the Tribeca Grand in 2007 – but come on. The place is definitely not a bargain.
2. Correction: My kick-ass foosball table should have been #2 on my top Christmas presents list. Epic oversight. As I have mentioned before, there was a time in my life when being great at foosball was more important than being great at football. This worked out great for me, as I prefer sports/pastimes with a low probability of physical harm. My table wasn’t an actual Tornado (ironically pronounced “tore-naw-dough,” even though the logo is a twister) but was about 600 lbs lighter and the playing surface was perfect. We played that shit about six hours a day for like a year and were kicking the shit out of grown men at the local arcade as twelve year olds. Running table at the Quarter Horse arcade was probably my greatest athletic achievement (second place: scoring four goals in a junior soccer game; soccer skills translate well to the foosball scene). I can still kick your ass at foosball, although it hurts my wrists like a mofo.
3. Correction/Clarification: Del Taco has bumped Del Scorcho (formerly marketed as “Beyond Hot”) down to their medium hot sauce. Taking the mantle of hottestness is Del Inferno. It is actually pretty fucking hot, but a little thinner than Del Scorcho. Somewhat delicious. Will need a little more exposure to the product before making the long-term call, but I didn’t want to misrepresent the status of Del Scorcho (although it’s hot for a medium, for sure). Another pretty hot chain food item I ran into on the break was Zaxby’s Insane XXX boneless chicken wings. Legitimately fiery – if only I’d had my Scoville meter with me.
Wasted potentially yours,