Look Who's Talkin': Comments, Quips, and Tips We Have Known and Loved
There's so much going on in Talk week to week that we almost can't keep up. If you're in the same boat, here's a small selection of topics and responses that have piqued our interest this week.
"I don't always drink crappy mexican beer, when I do, I pretend I have a mustache." —ESNY1077
"I had my first ever real-life-with-a-real-girl date at Border Cafe. I have faint but fond memories of trying to awkwardly hold someone's hand under the table, which is very difficult when you're trying to use your other hand to handle a large burrito. Since then I've decided to keep my hand-handling and burrito-handling separately." —J. Kenji López-Alt
"Although it's true that MOST laundromats don't have draft beer, if one has the misfortune to be in college station, texas, the venerable harvey washbangers (http://washbangers.com/) does in fact have beer, food, and laundry all in one place." [ed note: +10 to College Station]—livingawesomely
"You can tell by the look on Yoda's face he is not happy about having to appear in this promo." —McNormal
"The trick is to ease in. First try some hydrogen atoms, then some oxygen. Once you've got the hang of them, try mixing them (you'll be amazed at how they change when combined!). From there, you'll probably want to move on to some simple proteins. Before you know it, you'll be downing amino acids like an old pro!" —Monopod
"Be careful Kenji, people say it's terribly addictive.
I'd hate to see you end up a foodie." —slowpoke
"So last year, in my continuing effort to try new vegetables, I decided to pick up some mustard greens from the grocery store.
I had an excellent plan for them. I washed them, dried them, melted some bacon fat and dropped the whole mess in to saute. I hit them with some ras el hanout, and felt very excited and proud. I took some to work the next day with curried goat (another new dish), because goat and greens! I would have such a great lunch, I thought.
And then lunch time came around. I heated up my lunch, and took a bite of the goat. Tasty! Then I tried a bite of the mustard greens.
Oh dear God. What had I just inflicted upon myself? I couldn't taste the bacon or spices, just an overwhelming astringent bitterness that filled my mouth and burned up through my sinuses. It tasted like death, broken dreams, and the downfall of empires. I had to choke the rest of it down because that was all the food I had, and I was hungry. By the end of it, I was physically shuddering with each bite.
I will never, ever eat those horrendous, evil things again. I eat goat all the time, though." —Sudenveri