Welcome back to the weekly roundup here at Eating Our Words, where anything served on a bed of rocket will be loaded into our corporate trebuchet and launched at the Free Press building. We started the week off by playing a riveting round of "Guess the Meatpaste!" Yeah, if you were wondering why a significant portion of the city screamed "Holy shit!" around 11:30 a.m. Monday morning, that's why. We like to keep y'all on your toes.
We took a look at the difficulties our cherished Greek Festival now experiences due to its popularity, and commenter Hala, we absolutely adore you, but the act of saying that the phrase "jumped the shark" has jumped the shark has itself jumped the shark. But we lurve you. Please don't let this affectionate bit of teasing make you cry.
A simple discussion on places you've always meant to eat at but never have quickly turned to impassioned accusations of racism in the comments section, as you might imagine. It sort of follows, doesn't it? No? Well, sure, you can make anything sound stupid if you go around using logic.
We recounted some underrated vegetables, which seems like an oxymoron, but only because TWiD is militantly carnivorous. To balance it out, we also looked at the top five non-alcoholic beers. Wait, that doesn't balance it out. Non-alcoholic beer and vegetables is pretty much TWiD's idea of Hell.
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We welcomed the man behind Rocks Off's popular Lonesome, Onry and Mean column to the Eating Our Words team with a look at some noodles, which seem like they would go well with some sake. How the heck has no one ever thought of this before?
Nothing served up in a fried pocket pleased us this week; not Whataburger's fried brownie pie, and damn sure not Lean Pockets. Eating a Lean Pocket is a uniquely depressing experience. You're saying to the world, "This is all the effort toward dieting I am willing to expend. This is all I've got." At least you can't go wrong with a Manwich... or can you?
That place we've been stalking that only serves mac 'n' cheese finally opened, and we're pretty happy about that. We're also happy about the City Hall Farmers Market, which offers fresh, local, organic produce mere feet away from unimaginable corruption and incompetence, sort of like that Whole Foods they just built inside Fox News headquarters. Okay, that last part's not true, but wouldn't it be hilarious to see Glenn Beck gnawing on some organic popcorn balls?
Some people continue to inexplicably like menudo, and we'll never understand it. Not even when we dress up like Paula Deen and dance in front of the mirror to this song. Would you cook for me? I'd cook for me.