Welcome back to the weekly roundup here at Eating Our Words, where the rules are all made up and the points don't matter. We started the week off right by fantasizing about who we'd most like to eat lunch with. My pick? Summer Glau. And the fantasy lunch would be maybe a couple oysters, and then straight to the dirty sex. Well listen, is this a fantasy or not?
The Texas Alcoholic Beverage Commission is hip to what the kids are into these days, Daddy-O, and you can tell that because they have a Facebook page now. This includes links to their totally tubular to-the-max anti-underage drinking campaign, 2 Young 2 Drink. But TABC! What if the kids who are 2 Young 2 Drink are also 2 Legit 2 Quit? What say you then?
We had a look at Happy Endings, a hot dog truck / massage parlor that will be slinging wieners all over town. Speaking of boners, Twitter sensation @DadBoner's wonderfully shameless recipes can actually be made. This is good news for those of you who want to eat poorly, but just aren't sure you're eating poorly enough.
Here's a restaurant that serves food which is cooked on rocks and eaten with sticks, because apparently everyone in it is lost in the woods. Somehow looks pretty good, though, as do these fine foodie photos. The photos are of a fine quality, we mean. Although there definitely needs to be more photos of fine foodies out there. Shilcutt, we're looking in your direction.
In sad(ish) news, once-revered Houston hotspot Late Night Pie burned down early Wednesday morning. Sure, in its final years it had become something of a shithole, but we've still got good memories associated with it and hope to see it come back stronger than ever.
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Uchi, Pollo Campero, and Los Corrales got some attention from us, so maybe they'll finally stop picking fights at school and sneaking cigarettes out behind the Stop 'N' Go. See, because they wanted attention, is my premise here. I feel bad about this entire paragraph.
Finally, it turns out that a religion that officially considered black people to be lesser humans until 1978 still has some pretty funny ideas about race relations. What do you call a black guy who belongs to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints? A Mormon. Why, what were you thinking, something racist? For shame.