This is Crisy.
This photo of Growlin Gator Bar & Grill is courtesy of TripAdvisor
The photo came up among others in an image search for "crisy," a typing error, the header is going for "crispy" buffalo chicken at the Growlin Gator Bar & Grill.
The effort was stupid and pointless, I wanted to see how people visualize "crisy" so I can combine it with a hippo because I think "hypocrisy" is a funny word. Results for crisy are women named Crisy and oddly this splendid setup food-art of tomato head man lying down on a sofa eating a doughnut with his legs crossed so carefully arranged like this is quite incredible. You know how hard these projects are. But no, it is an accident.
4 comments:
Crissy is such a hippo.
I doubt the place has real gator. But it's interesting that this AM I ran across a place called "Chester's Gators and Taters". I think the gators were fried along with the fries themselves. Interesting, to say the least.
That's interesting.
Don't know if the link will work but if it does Google will take you inside the growling gator and let you walk around the bar and then walk back out. Some extension of street view I haven't seen before. And no, Ritmo, they don't have gator on the menu.
That sucks. But I'm not surprised given how far from FL OR is. Gator is a seriously under-rated dish. Leaner than chicken and tastier, too.
I probably wouldn't mind running a gator farm in another life.
There's something magical about frying up a huge lizard predator with meat more edible than the fairest of fowl. Probably something magical about slaughtering it, too.
A bullet between the eyes as it attempts to snap on a whole chicken bait. Now that's magic.
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