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Zippy! When read at Gilly’s. Primanti’s puts the fries inside, why not Cheetos? Gilly’s does it. Zippy does spudnuts. Me thinks Zippy might go for Lutherburgers.

See the Washington Post review of Gilly’s in Good to Go. The sandwiches at Gilly’s are Good to Go, but you gotta perch if you want to indulge in Gilly’s deeply delved libation selection.

Jon Wye
Holy Mary Mother of Materialism, would you take a look at this! Dinosaurs making toast! A girl’s gotta have it. Or its rather. Several.

Wanted to go over and see Jon Wye’s studio so I sent him a note. Blip, beep, blip, email exchange, zip, doink, blip.

Could you create Homemaking Dinosaurs Making Toast in Space?
L
Homemaking Dinosaurs Making Toast in Space… Oh I did that last year 🙂 But I’ve got some weird ideas percolating in my brain for future belts.
j
 i’ll bet you’ve got some ideas percolating. Arachnid Church Ladies Filling the Percolator or Toasted Future Brainwaves or…
L
I will let you in on a secret… “French Pirate Chefs!” But I really really like your ideas. I may have to run with those as some point.
Cheers
j

Sweet smarrrrt fella, that Mr Wye. And talented out the wazooooo.

We went to West Virginia to x-country ski ostensibly, but it was all a big sandwich boondoggle. Days of cooking – jumbo lump crabcakes, fat strip steaks grilled outdoors, leg of lamb seared in anchovy oil, black-eyed peas with sweet peppers and onion, clove-laced Christmas ham, bbq’d chicken legs – all culminating in a
Wichapalooza, a blinding smorgieboard of fixin’s that had us circling the table, once, twice, three times. Duck, duck, duck, GOOSE!

Ireland has doors.

We had sandwiches.




Crab cake sandwich, steak salad side
Leg of lamb sandwich, and a chicken thigh
Turf and surf
Turf and turf
Lamb on ciabatta, smoked trout spread
Cheddar and ham, onion, bread
Turf and surf
Guerns(ey) and turf
Olives, cheese, cast iron skillet
Spatula, low heat. Butter and grill it.

Lick your lips and head out for a little “x-country play.”

Books of the Times

Everything But the Squeal, Eating the Whole Hog in Northern Spain, By John Barlow

Pig: It’s What’s for Dinner In Northwestern Spain
By DWIGHT GARNER
Published: November 25, 2008

A bit of it:
Pork is, definitively, no longer the other white meat. In the hands of today’s chefs and committed eaters, it’s dark, glistening, salty, fatty, soulful and sinful – closer to Howlin’ Wolf‘s music than Pat Boone’s. A little of it will make anything taste better. Try smearing some drippings on the cover of an old Harold Robbins paperback.

With mustard and onion, to ride!

A short excerpt from the jump:
It’s not much fun, over the course of a few hundred pages, to listen to a writer (unless that writer is A.J. Liebling) rhapsodize about what he is putting in his mouth. This is why the photographs and recipes in food magazines are, 9 times out of 10, more welcome than the feature articles.

Makes one puff up with pride to be a food stylist.

Had the misfortune of eating at MacDonald’s four times in one week – Happy Meals each time with toys! – so had lots of time to study the collateral. I love this little image of Ronald MacDonald tossing his rubbish in the bin. Miniscule Ronald’s spirited body language says, “I’m so happy to be cleaning up!” 

The bin reminds me, in the new year, of these not-so-new refrains:
Keep it simple
Reduce, reuse, recycle
Less is more

You got to get your spiritual guidance wherever you can find it. Found! In a most unlikely place.

Paula went to Reno for Christmas and stopped (on the way from the airport, I hope) at Big Ed’s Alley Inn.

Hope you had a great Christmas. Here’s the meatloaf sandwich.

Sandwich:
homemade meatloaf
melted chedder and pepperjack cheese
grilled onions
chutney
on grilled sour dough bread.
Home made chips on side (with an option for really good fries)

Big Ed’s is next store to DbarM, Reno’s best western store. Pick up saddles (including a pink or purple leather one), saddle blankets, ropes, boots, hats, shirts as well as cool items like baskets made out of barbed wire.

(Good to know Paula (center back) is eating well and maintaining her strength cause she’s gonna need it to complete green/black versions of this,

her current knitting affair.)

Happy New Year (! – I am adding the !)

8 Track Mind* Collides With 1 Track Mind**!

Eggs all over the tracks! And not over easy. 

From the fifties. From Malcolm Riviera, ephemera king.

(*That would be Malcolm himself, 8 track maven. Maven sounds like a word that should apply only to women, but I know for a fact that it is unisex.

** And me, 1 track mind often, food food food food food food food.)

I love the quiet understatement of Woolworth’s menu. Just two exclamation points. “For a real treat!” and “You will like it!” It will be real and I will like it. Such containment of emotion and frugality of exuberance must be admired. The line HAVE A COKE GOES GOOD WITH FOOD is pure poetry.

!!No shortage of enthusiasm at Shenandoah Plaza!! Eleven, count ’em, eleven exclamation points!! Diced ham emerged in egg and covered by fluffy egg! Emerged? That’s right, emerged!Onion, tomato, ham, cheese and fresh peppers all hidden in the delectable egg exterior! Emerged in egg and delectable egg exterior? Premium bologna! Fascinating.

Sandwiched between a fresh English muffin! Very mysterious stuff indeed. All in one menu, all at one plaza. All in the middle of what looked to be nowhere. East Ohio. So much earnest effort pressed into this menu copy, it could bend your heart. It was a forlorn place, with a tough soul.

Could the package below be more self-effacing? “We are just croutons. Just cubes. Don’t mind us.” Wouldn’t want to overpower the personality of iceberg. Plenty of quiet drama in the kitchens of Interstate 70.

Sandwich Day on 30 Rock.

I cast my vote for best TV show of 2008.
(My vote doesn’t count cause I watched virtually zero television in 2008. I’m still watching 30 Rock’s second season on Netflix and prayin’ season 3 is just as good. How could it not be?!)

From neighborhood correspondent Mike Rhode:

The email subject read Cartoon Geeks on Sandwiches and I thought, “Hmm, they must be on something.”

The Comics Reporter

BONUS NOT COMICS SECTION
1. What is your favorite sandwich?
* Peanutbutter and jelly — Aaron Francis Dumin
* Fried egg, lettuce, tomato, & cheese sandwich–lightly toasted bread, mayo, lots of salt and pepper, egg over easy. — J. Colussy-Estes
* a Rueben and a cold Smitty (I have to wash it down with something, right?) — Ben Ostrander
* muffuletta, especially from the Central Grocery in N.O. — Andrei Molotiu
* Pepper-Mill Turkey with Swiss, lettuce, tomato, spicy brown mustard, and pepper on an everything bagel. — Jeff Ayers
* Triple Cheeseburger Sub with Bacon, Lettuce, and Tomato — Timothy Callahan
* My favorite sandwich is prosciutto, fresh mozzarella, roma tomato, basil and olive oil on whatever bread’s fresh, from Molinari’s deli on Columbus in San Francisco — but I’d need two of them, and something fizzy to drink. — Paul Sloboda
* The Cuban sandwich is the height of salty, porky decadence — Rob Clough
* Well, Dagwood’s Sandwich Shoppe is, of course, based on a comic, but I’m not saying this to sneak something into the bonus section! It’s a small chain with maybe twenty stores in the southeast and Indiana. Their Dagwood sandwich is not completely accurate – it lacks spaghetti, fried egg and a lobster, for starters – but it’s a huge beast of a meal you can barely fit in your mouth, full of yummy meat and every fixing in the store. It’s held together with a skewer and an olive placed atop it. Not a sandwich you can tackle daily, but worth it once in a while as a treat! — Grant Goggans
* Peanut butter and jelly — Russell Lissau
* Peanut Butter and Jelly — Jamie Coville
* The chicken, bacon, avocado made by the post-2AM crew at the 79th street deli. Only post-2AM crew counts. — Tucker Stone
* Peanut Butter, Honey + Bacon on a toasted muffin — Marc Arsenault
* Chicken, Ham and Pineapple baguette (white bread), as bought in the Barnes Wallis Restaurant, UMIST, Manchester, in 1994/5. I was nearly run over by drug dealers one time, but damn, was that sammich worth it. — Matthew Craig
* What is your favorite sandwich? Hands down, the peanut butter & jelly (strawberry…I’ve been converted), but I rarely eat it so that I never under-appreciate it. The one I’m particularly fond of is honey maple turkey, swiss cheese or mozzarella, canadian bacon, russian dressing, lettuce, tomato on a bagel (but a roll is fine). — Vito Delsante

I not a tyrant!

He said at about age two. Who is ruling the roast around here, I ask you? The subtext was then, and is still, I mene it!

Who knows what lurks in the minds of kids?

Chaos and order. Keeping the peace between the two. That’s been on my mind lately. Is it a mother thing? Or a woman thing? Or am I simply OCD and out of my mind? So many women I know appear to be stepping lightly through order and chaos. Dodging gently, letting their children become themselves while still shepherding. Sometimes you need a firm hand and a light heart. Other times a light touch and strong heart.

Natural order/the chaos of nature. It’s a constant conflict. Walking the line of imposing order and accepting chaos. Peace in 2009 please.