Hello OWFLers! Just a quick post before I head out to the airport on my way to rural Ohio for work. Normally I'm a bit bummed about the oh-so-glamorous places I visit in connection with my job, but in this case I'm psyched because I'm returning to my native land. And a visit to Ohio means three little words: Bob Evans Breakfast. Yes, I know it's a chain and a little cheesy, but we don't have them in the DC area, and I'm just a suburban girl at heart who grew up on those fabulous breakfasts--they're far superior to anything you'll find at IHOP. In high school we'd go there before and after finals and football games and for breaks when rehearsing for plays or building sets. Good times. So for old times' sake I see some pancakes and sausage links in my near future, perhaps even for lunch today!
I know what I'm having, but for the rest of you: WFL?
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Peep your grandpa is soooo right on the biscuits and gravy at B.E's! I would go there when I lived in the burbs too for some sort of skillet breakfast. Which I'm sure was essentially a bunch of leftover scraps that they threw in a little skillet and topped with melty cheese. Then I would get a cup of sausage gravy and biscuits to wash it down with.
I did leave Russia for a reason. I do not long for the land of my fathers... especially the food of my native land. If I were to go back to native land, I would however get 7 liters of the good vodka. Which is very good, and can not be found in the US&A.
What I do remember with nostaglia is the wide skateboards. Any boys with me on this one? The latest ones look like toys. I liked the plastic guard rails and truk guards they came with, and the bright colors.
I do remember fondle the first american food I did have when boat from Russia landed in Baltimore. LiL' Mitch (that was before I got ILL) had what they call a crabs cake. I would go back to there for that. it like hunk of crabs insides mashed up and then scooped with ice cream scooper on to toast. Crabs is way better to mash up and scoop out than let's say, other animals. Somehow, cow cake sandwitch doesn not sound as good
i have a horrid HS memory of biscuits and gravy told to me by my best friend. it was our senior prom, and they ended up at rosco's chicken and waffles. (famous in LA) it was around 3am, and our friend wyatt proceeded to fall asleep in his plate of biscuits and gravy. he just sort of nuzzled his face and cheeks all up in it and said "mmm, it's warm."
that story always makes we want to hurl. not only is the sheer act just disgusting, but imagining our friend wyatt doing it was just icing on the cake. (imagine an amer-asian dude who talks like pauly shore and that's him)
today is the same lunch as yesterday. i'm trying to save money and eat "healthy". let's just ignore that thin crust chicken pesto pizza jumbo slice i had last night from alberto's, shall we?
i don't know what "dining like a native" would be in DC other than swallowing some chili cheese half smokes. and i just can't do that to my system today.
Don't know what Bob Evan's is .. never been derr.
However, my freakin drop biscuits and sausage gravy (with extra sage and cracked pepper) rocks the mutha freakin hizz-Ouuus.
So, this morning I'm getting cranked on Monster lo-carb and doing Visio diagrams ... I take off to Malabo on the 9th of Nov. I have to look if my posting day falls in there.
LC, I'm taking wagers on whether or not I miss Ro's B-day and if I do whether or not she'll be there when I get back.
:)
hmmmmm...Bob Evans is great.
I am also a fan of Elias Brothers' Big Boy. Which has limited availability, don't think you coasters have it.
But nothing can ever beat the Moons Over My Hammy at Denny's, not only is it an awesome breakfast, but its so fun to order
WD - does anything beat the breakfast taco? I mean its just sausage, eggs, potatoes, and salsa ... but I think packaging is important ... sour cream aside I guess.
oh yeah.. the biscuits.. that is my memory of bob evans.. they have a rather warm place in my heart because i associate it with vacations as a kid and long fucking drives..
mmmm
eating like a native is key.. i've been moving a lot over the last few years and one of the first activities is to scope out all the local places and find out which ones i can adopt as my own.. a recent rule has become "no chains" but i think it is a good choice in the end... since i've been here i think i've gone to every restaurant within 5 miles (that’s a lot in north new jersey) and aside from the diners there is nothing to leave home for... in philly i had a relationship that i believe may have been based entirely around eating out... i'm not sure if we even liked each other but every date we would go to a different local restaurant/pub/specialty food store... it was pretty rad...
you know what i've found?
the natives eat in bars.
once in a while they'll go to restaurants in the hope of getting sweet sweet in-the-bed-disco but three to one, they are eating in their local pub...
or.. that could just be the people i know..
(jets to brazil just said: "... was my missed mistress messed up my mattress..." and i laughed out loud.)
WD, the Big Boy name is a National chain. The Elias Brothers are the Michigan, maybe the Midwest's Franchise owners.
FLorida Big Boy's are called Bob's Big Boy, and they have that same jolly fat fucker, hoisting his giant burger in the air like he's a black panther giving a fist salute as the mascot.
Never once ate at a big boy, or a roy rogers, or an arbys.
I grew up in a tiny town in Michigan, so there was little in the way of apealing Native food. There were family owned restruants, but they were not distinct from any diner anywhere really... Samuals did have good Biz & Gra. M&L's had great omlets, but neither of those really say Fremont Michigan to me.
What Does say Fremont Michigan is Gerber Baby Food. It is the world headquarters and birthplace of the company. So when I want to eate like a native, I don't have to travel anywhere, I can just go to any food store and pop a jar or seven of my favorite flavor
Dutch Apple Desert.
Bonus: No chewing necessary.
I'll bet if you go back far enough in your life (and I'm talking to about 87% of the humans raised in this country here) You too will find that Gerber was there for you b in the d (back in the day)
So in a way, we all have a little bit of Fremont in us. (Not as much as Mrs. Watchdog though. ZING!)
"... in philly i had a relationship that i believe may have been based entirely around eating out... "
Kind of like Lesbians, right M?
I'm with watchdog on Big Boy.
Back home we had Elias Brothers' Big Boy which I believe has since been torn down.
The Denny's on the East Lansing Okemos border was a late night post drinking spot. In fact I don't think I have ever been there during the daylight hours.
In Lansing we also had Theio's which had a late night buffet for drunkards. Always an interesting cross section of folks.
Then on the West side of Lansing near Dreangirls you could always catch some strippers getting a post work meal. That was fun.
My favorite native joint to actually eat breakfast at breakfast time was The Flapjack Shack. A Lansing staple for as long as I can remember. Nothing particualrly good on the menu but everything was tasty and the environment was very uh, "native" as far as Mid Michigan goes.
I am leaving out "special" brunch and breakfast places for another day's topic.
Lunch today is with coworkers at the Tabard Inn
Good eats.
I have a big problem with that "Grit" place.
How do you call yourself "The Grit" and then have tofu and chick peas on the menu?
And in Georgia?
Wait. The Gravy has pork in it? I thought the special ingrediant was Ambrosia
GG, there is a Bob Evans around here! It's near the 123-66 intersection, which, I realize, might as well be in West Virginia, as far as you city slickers are concerned. Hm. Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever eaten at a Bob Evans. I've had his sausage from the store, though (yes, same Bob Evans. Trivia: there was a contest a couple years ago to write a new Virginia state song & Bob Evans wrote one. I think he's also a C&W recording "star". He's a real renaissance man.) (Wait, scratch that - I just looked it up & it's Jimmy Dean who wrote the song. Wrong sausage man.)
If anyone ever goes to Durham, NC, and you're out drinking late at night, you must go to Honey's. They have awesome hashbrowns (the shredded kind, not the home-fry style) with anything you want on it. Mmmmmm.
Hm, eating like a native. Obviously, when you have a friend located wherever you are visiting, that makes it a lot easier. Otherwise, I might try to plan ahead & look up something on the world-wide internets & see if there's a local paper with ratings or something. When going overseas, I avoid the big town squares, etc. that tend to have huge clusters of tourists. Man, I would say that Shakey's pizza was the best for home-town pizza, but they started sucking somewhere between 1987 & 1991 & now they're closed. Also Wu's Garden in DC, but they also started sucking at some point, too. Siiiiigh. All my favorite local places from when I was little started sucking!
Today for lunch is I don't know what. I was going to make a salad, but I ran out of time. And now that I think about it, I don't think I have any salad dressing yet, either, so that would have been a sucky salad. Hm. I have some hummus (greek-style! with lemon! like, I thought all hummus had lemon?), so maybe I'll make a run to Attila's for a warm pita & some kind of large platter that would serve for lunch tomorrow, too. Hm. Although now I'm thinking about Wu's Garden & chinese. Nah, I'm always disappointed by the one chinese restaurant here. Hm.
tough like their fiberous stool.
mikey - lesbian relationships are great.
Is no one going to seize on M's comment about an entire relationship based on "eating out"? hello!!
Anyhoo, Jo, I love those places you mentioned, especially Theo's.
And what's this about a breakfast taco? I've heard of a breakfast burrito but I have to find the taco!
There! That's what i'm talking about Peep!
Do I need to break out the "cunnilingual" jokes?
I now see that Watchdog doesn't read comments, he just spouts things off his dome.
I hit the Eating out comment way back.
Right after my joke about Mrs. Watchdog having more than a little Fremont in her.
Too Shea Sunshine, Too Shea
for lunch i did not eat out. i had an italian panini.. it was okay although rather undercooked and sodiumlicious
ah yes... my spell checker is broken... ah well.. time for some
fillet show.
wow, i leave for an hour or two and i come back to cunningfelatafremonting. it's all downhill from here.
accompanied coworkers to daily market and didn't get a damn thing though i REALLY wanted the italian hoagie that they have...but i came back to my tofu. it was so very tasty, but now i ate it all, and im still hungry. damnit!
Daily Market is very yummy.
The Sensa Fundo rocks.
My lunch at the Tabard Inn is turning into getting pizza.
I am sad...and very hungry.
Wow. OK so if you work in Downtown DC, I found, or rather re-found a great lunch value.
On Vermont, between K & L, on the west side of the street there is a red awning that says Chineese food, and mybe Hunan Palace or something. (formerly LIMS)
$6.25, all you can eat buffet w/ Free fountain drinks. The variety is good as is the quality. Tell them Sunshine sent you. If that doesn't get you any special attention, and I see no reason why it would, try something like, I'm with INS.
For lunch today
Asfalt
I was racing a kid down a hill. He was on one of those razer skooters. I don't think he knew that we were racing, but I beat him just the same.
At bottom of hill where rain deposits gravel, ILL Mitch front wheel hits and throws him from board. Everybody knows that ILL Mitch is fast and danger, so this ends up with me face down eating road for lunch today.
Not tastey, but still better than Olive Garden. Oh Snip!
Sorry the kids tell me that should be snAp!
I am not getting the joke, but I like the emotion
mitch, I'll second that emotion.
Lunch today was free lunch accompanied by meeting. Hour & a half meeting. I had a turkey & havarti sammie on (lest you think I was getting healthy) foccacia, a cup of mayo pasta salad (not actually too bad), a cup of fruit (mostly honeydew melon & cantaloupe - the american cheese of fruit) & 3 small cookies. Like, smaller than a Chips Ahoy. It was tasty, overall, but I'm struggling to stay awake. Yawn. Lucky I only ate half the sammy. I will eat the other half soon for an afternoon snack.
Mm, that other half was good.
I'm too hopped up on cold meds to eat. No food today. Too edgy.
Some of you may recall that I was sure my mouse died in my walls. I've now come to the conclusion that the combo of Mr. Dirty Mitt's er, evacuation (both liquid and solid), with the new litter I bought is creating the smell. Holy crap (no pun intended) it's vile. Jeez.
HT, use Arm & Hammer kitty litter. My cat has the worst smelling crap & I don't smell it at all now. It's the baking soda!
Mm, lovely lunchtime convo!
Nice call, LT. I'm actually going to sprinkle some baking soda in there - it can't hurt, right???
Baking soda could fizz up like in the american science classes for kids.
That could make a kitty chernobyl that you don't want in y our house.
Ill Mitch - I dare you to come here and tell me that Chernobyl is worse than this smell.
Does anyone want to cornhole today? I'm bored and it's nice out... (I'm looking at you Lady A)
You will have to take a number if you want cornhole action from ILL Mitch. the ladys are always lining up
I might be up for trying some cornhole. Though I preferred when I thought it was called Bags.
Put me in as a potential player... maye that possible. I may have some herbal arrangements to take care of after work.
ILL mitch be illin'
The Arm & Hammer does just fine as long as you line the pan with it and not just pour it on top.
So, pour some on top and break out a camera.
After that you can turn it over a couple of times in the litter knowing that clay stops the reaction of an acid like Urea and a base like baking soda.
Bill Nye here, how are you kids today???!!!!
Who's to say I'm not cornholing right now....
Whatever. I put it in and it smells less bad. I'll keep yinz posted.
I am having gum for lunch, since it's burning all this energy I have, and I don't have to ingest it.
I can't believe you're cornholing without me Lady A. I thought we were friends...
Damn.
Where's our shirts???
"I'd Rather be Cornholing"...
maybe we should be discussing this on www.dccornhole.blogspot.com
I saw yesterday that HT already has a DC area Cornhole page on Blogger.
The first thing I'm buyin' when I get a new job are our shirts. Well, that and the Magic Bullet.
I really hope I come down from this cold medicine soon. I am chewing Orbit Sweet Mint, and I just sneezed and now it smells like the nail salon.
Hee hee - magic bullet. Isn't your goody drawer varied enough??
Yeah, but nothing it can make both margaritas AND alfredo sauce.
oh, i bet something in there makes "alfredo sauce".
rim shot!
Rim job?
One time I was at the municipal skate park and I was rapping to some skate kids about my prowess in the bowl. I was rhyming and flowing and telling them all about the trick where you come up to the top of the bowl, then switch to grinding on the top lip then dropping back in. Vlad had told me that this trick was called a rim job.
So ILL Mitch give out a free rapping show to kids and the kids they laffed every time I said things like Mad Rim Job, and landed a hard Rim Job.
You know some are mad when rap, but I am fun, so I think nothing about the laughing.
Then I learn that Rim Job has something to do with anus and finger and is not the name of the trick at all.
ILL Mitch does not skate at Municipal skate park any longer
Vlad will pay.
if your alfredo is lumpy, you need to see a doctor. stat.
oh my god, ill mitch, i'm crying from the laughing. stop it! i'm at work!
I can never eat alfredo again.
That's good, Lady A - you shouldn't eat it anyway. Heart attack in a bowl!
Peep, you should make a late policy switching to Eastern Standard time, that way you get out an hour earlier. Just be sure to revoke the policy before the A.M.
ILL Mitch, wrong again ... not anus and finger ... anus and tongue.
That's ok though ... I'm sure you've had a hot dog.
or a rusty trombone? what about a dirty sanchez? i bet ultimo dragon knows that one.
great idea, wd. i'm going on bda time - whoops, i'm on overtime now!
Wait. If Rim Job is Anus and tongue, what is salad tossing?
America has such funny names for things.
Hot dogs are good. I like mine with catsup and mustard. I know that there are some who say there should be no catsup, but they are rong.
nothing like a cleveland steamer on a cold winter day...
Cleveland Steamer is poop on chest.
Vlad tried to tell me that the trick called Method Air was called Cleveland Steamer. It did not sound right so I looked at my cheat book for tony hawk 2 and sure enough Method Air is called Method Air.
After Rim Job incident, the kids told me some more things, like Cleveland Steamer, Filthy Snachez, Laying Pipe (which Vlad Said was what is called when you enter Vert Ramp. Serously, I don't know why I hang out with that guy.)and Gorilla Fisting.
Filthy Snachez? Somebody needs a shower!
I mean sanchez. Like the dirt bike in the Grand Theft Auto. You know the butt, finger-poop mustache.
Dirty snachez. Funny
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