This Week in Deliciousness
We have no words for how cool this is.
Welcome back to the weekly roundup here at Eating Our Words, where the holistic headache cure of choice is gravy and lots of it.
In other news, the sea life in the Gulf is still fucked, and the new trend of Gastrocinema is as revolting a thing as you've ever seen. Not as revolting as what passes for comedy in fast food commercials, but pretty bad all the same.
A bunch of tweeters got their chow on and enjoyed one another's company, and Chingo Bling gave a talk regarding the unique Mexican-American rap niche, the Taco Circuit. One time when we were tired, we read Chingo's Twitter handle as "Chin Goblin G." We went to bed soon after.
How many of the top five food-themed arcade games have you played? Does Super Mario Bros. count as food-related since you spend much of the game either eating mushrooms or squishing their sentient relatives? Where do Goombas go when they die?
Our "Haters Gonna Hate" article this week was the one with the Venn diagrams. You'd think everyone would love Venn diagrams, especially when used in such an interesting and amusing manner, but no. Although many commenters were reasonable and civil, there were all too many examples of the tortured squawkings of Farkers and 4channers. For the love of God, get a sense of humor before you keel over dead.
We pitted bagel against bagel in an epic contest of breakfast breads, and attempted to put our thumbs on the pulse of the average Heights barbecue cook's opinion on the new Walmart. Turns out: there's not much of a pulse. Too much money has already changed hands for the new Walmart not to happen, but don't despair: you can still decide on what the new H-E-B is going to look like. We voted for turrets and a moat. Nobody said grocery shopping should be easy.
No matter which culture you're from, we've gone out of our way to make sure there's something to disgust everyone on our list of horrifying food scenes from horror movies. Missing: the scene from John Waters's Serial Mom where a couple of suburbanites chow down on a roasted chicken in the greasiest, sloppiest, most animalistic way possible. Truly a sight to behold.
Have a happy and safe Halloween, and please don't deny your kids the fun of trick or treating because you're too shit-scared of some dumbassed urban myths. Check Snopes first before you freak out. Halloween used to be fun, goddammit.
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