https://m.chicagoreader.com/chicago/...nt?oid=1267308
Much of that history is stupid, but you knew that already.
https://m.chicagoreader.com/chicago/...nt?oid=1267308
Much of that history is stupid, but you knew that already.
Bud Adams told me the franchise he admired the most was the Kansas City Chiefs. Then he asked for more hookers and blow.
Shit, that is like a Reefer Madness article about the damn pie!!
Where can I get one, a real one?
Interesting read.
Last year I had what was supposedly mince pie that was a traditional family recipe from some of my parents' waspy friends from Rhode Island. I thought it was pretty lousy. Super heavy, dry, and kinda bland in that it was loaded with spices yet nothing that would count as seasoning. I made sense of it at the time as the kind of dish you might enjoy as an 1880's British patriot who could appreciate the imperial spectacle of uniting all these exotic spices into a loosemeat pie.
I may have gotten a dud. Now I wanna make one.
70% of the Earth is covered by water. The rest is covered by Al Harris.
Bud Adams told me the franchise he admired the most was the Kansas City Chiefs. Then he asked for more hookers and blow.
Bud Adams told me the franchise he admired the most was the Kansas City Chiefs. Then he asked for more hookers and blow.
Ever been to the Wedgie place at State and the Square in Madison?
Close, Myles Teddywedgers. Used to live down the block from them during college years. Can't beat it for a Packer noon start time on a cold Sunday.
Mince pies kinda sound like tamales that get sold in parking lots.
THOSE people make them different than Mexicanos. I never buy tamales cuz my Mama makes the bomb ones. I have begun learning by watching and not just eating. Already made a batch following her style. But every year there are reports of tamales being sold on the street made with canned dog food, the meaty looking kind. That’s why I specified the parking lot.
Lol. True story. Rainy shitty day in Wisco' during undergrad, I must've been 18-19. I buy some canned tamales (This is Wisconsin in the 80's, don't judge me) and go back to my dorm room, heat them up in the microwave. I start eating. I'm all, "WTF? These things are awful, they are impossible to eat, taste like shit and are really tough!" Couldn't finish, threw them out.
Well 15 years later, a friend of a friend had some homemade tamales that were reportedly awesome. I was leery but had a revelation when my buddy PEELED THE CORN HUSK OFF THE TAMALE.
I'm a dope.