At first I thought, ew, this is where ugly people go, and then I realized no that's wrong it doesn't describe every-one.
I've been thinking about heading down the street to Kentucky Fried Chicken for my annual full dosage of salt and right then Yelp sent a flier pointing to three fried chicken places in my area that I didn't know about. All these places that Yelp points out are easy to ignore as you drive by them. Some occupy places I've already been.
For a brewery, oddly, some of their beer comes in tins on ice in a bin such as a picnic. With strange hipster names. Here. have a look at their photos.
Cheddar biscuits. Apparently they also have chicken-biscuits.
This photo disturbed me. Because these fingers are how my toes are right now. The high blood pressure medication, although tiny and very low dosage, causes my hoofies to swell to elephantiasis-size. It's ridiculous. Comical if it weren't also painful. I have two pair of extra-wide shoes and opened to full capacity so the laces don't even close they're still too small to use. I stopped taking those meds and started another but the swelling has only begun to diminish. So seeing these fingers I'm all, what the f is wrong with you?
See? The fried chicken skin and the celery sliver turn the deviled egg into chickens.
I find this very appealing. For me this would be a full meal.
Plastic in the oceans is critical concern in Denver. Yeah. That's right. We're like this. On the one hand, hippies use side door, on the other hand total concern for the environment far far away. WE ONLY GOT ONE EARTH SO DON'T BLOW IT!
It's all very very extraordinarily ordinary and that's its appeal.
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Why can't it be Hippies Use Side Door everywhere?!
You know if Kentucky Fried Chicken had remained a hole on the wall in Corbin, Kentucky foodies, passing through, would be raving about the amazing chicken they discovered there.
Recently, I had a great over-the-counter meal of fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, and green beans at a City Market in Canon City, Colorado. There're good eats in the most unlikely places provided your palate is unsophisticated, like mine.
Hippies can be dirty and ridiculous but I've met some libertarian type hippies. I would not make them use the side door. The straw issue is ridiculous. We have it here in Cali, too. It's now a law here. The no straw law.
NO STRAW FOR YOU!!
(Well, I didn't ask for one.)
NO STRAW!!!
They're done outlawing plastic bags so now it's time to confront the straw menace.
Who and what are "ugly people"?
I don't see the point in looking at large piles of the type of food that leads to inflammation in my body and deciding what is most appealing.
Somewhere between regarding food as body fuel on one end and fantasizing and drooling over it on the other is a place where healthy regard is realized. Finding that place is not easy.
There's no resisting food cravings, MamaM!
Last week, at a class I was attending, food from an upscale local restaurant was brought in for lunch. Mine arrived in a sturdy plastic plate container with a snap on lid and included several small clear plastic containers with lids for the dressing and side condiments, a nice set of plastic silverware in a clear plastic bag, along with an iced tea in a clear plastic glass with a lid, and a black paper straw that had been banged around in transit and needed to be straightened to work. It was clear to all at our table that the restaurant was intent on doing their token part to appear as though they were in compliance with current thinking.
As for food cravings, ricpic, you're right--they're very hard to resist. They're often linked to good memories (or experiences of scarcity) and the sensation of comfort, care and appeasement. With MrM's diabetes and the food reactions/allergies that are now part of my life, eating what appeals or looks good to us can lead to some dangerous and/or unpleasant consequences, which sometimes (but not always) helps with the decision making.
All that plastic, used one time, thrown into the landfill. As someone who marvels at language look at what we have there - a plastic glass, plastic silverware and what the hey, what amounts to plastic china. How cool is that. If plastic had been invented first and then someone made a plastic drink container out of glass, what would they have called that?
My food choices are predicated on what won't send me to the ER. I have the same food every day in limited quantities and mostly I avoid hospitalization. Works for me.
And what the heck, rp - you took a road trip? Pictures or it didn't happen!
Exactly, the straw thing is totally symbolic and has no substantive meaning. If they really cared about Gaia they'd be serving stuff on real plates and if they really cared about Yoomanity they'd be paying ungrateful bitches $20/hour to hose off the plates after each use. And passing the cost along to discerning customers who also care about Gaia and Yoomanity.
The straw thing was made up by an ignorant grade school girl. Lefties bought it.
All that plastic, used one time, thrown into the landfill.
Not before it was placed in a plastic bag in a plastic garbage receptacle and transferred to a larger plastic bin for weekly pick up.
It's all about money and plastic straws are the scapegoat item that allows the concerned to believe they are making a righteous difference, while not taking too costly of a leap into real change.
Forty years ago, one of the ongoing expenses at the restaurant where I worked was silverware. Since it was a fine dining establishment, with silver water pitchers that were heavier than lead, the silverware was a level or two beyond the pressed metal made in China variety available at Sam's club, and the waitstaff would hide stashes of forks and knives in their stations to use later in the night when the ungrateful dishwasher bitches would bog down and clean silverware would start becoming scarce. The owner insisted he was keeping the supply up, but we kept running short. Every now and then he'd go on a rant and dig through the garbage buckets next to the dishwashers looking for scraped off silverware and would come up with a handful each time. Using and maintaining the real deal is costly and it requires someone to care, monitor, and pay on one end or another. Focusing attention on paper straws is one way to act like something matters more than it really does.
Paper straws are a cross between a hair shirt and an appeasement offering.
I don't use straws because I'm a man. The laws are stupid. But this save the planet horseshit has restaurants serving water w/o ice. That must cease. Demand ice when they try this on you.
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The Farmer's Market in Boulder is Eco-freindly. Every vendor is required to supply compostable plates, cartons, utensils, cups etc... with all the trash bins to take it all.
It's a good idea in our use it once throw it away culture. I'm all for it.
I love good fried chicken. Just finding good tasting chicken is almost impossible. My mother will not eat chicken at all now because her memory of good chicken off the farm has been replaced with chicken that tastes like a factory.
As to THE POST. I tired it, excited that its popularity meant it was good. I was disappointed. Oddly, some people really like it and new restaurants are opening up all the time.
ND - no ice is totally retarded.
I always ask for a cup of ice. So I can pour the tepid tap water over it. I do like straws. I'm OK with non-plastic straws, but I still want one. I don'[t trust that some gross waiter who hasn't washed their hands all day just touched the rim of my glass.
LuLu's BBQ in Louisville. Best chicken sandwich. nummy.
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