For a quick meal, there’s not much better than a hot, viscous grilled cheese sandwich. At least in my book. And today’s the day to celebrate that great American invention! (I’m claiming it for the home team because I can’t find references anywhere in Google to this morsel’s origination.) (Correction: Here’s a reference, and yes, […]
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This entry is part of a series, Follies 2012» I don’t normally post a Follies during the week, but this story is simply too good to pass up. And I know all the Underground fans would want to hear about this tale of bread, lunchmeat and spousal abuse as soon as possible. Here goes… Larry Spurling […] Visiting Mom this week presented some nice opportunities to relax. Yesterday my best wife and I headed into downtown Boerne for a little look-see and maybe some shopping. The town’s clearly not the sleepy little village I grew up in; no, there’s all sorts of shops, attractions and activities nowadays. One of Mom’s friends suggested we […] “Hey, let’s go grab a sandwich” is a simple way to gather up some friends and break for lunch. Americans probably consume more sandwiches per person than any other country. We’re the fast-food nation, after all, and a large proportion of fast foods are sandwiches of some sort. If you toss in things like tacos […]
Yes, it was a big day… We slept in a bit, packed and skipped out on our bill at the Hilton checked out. That part was hard. Getting up in the first place, I mean. For some reason, Florida makes Texans tired. Must be a force field or something. Anyway, we moseyed to the Sheppards where […] This entry is part of a series, Follies 2011»
Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the ballpark, along comes Food Network with a new way to get into your wallet… Yes, the Food Network may be part of the food lineup at your favorite big-league park this season. They’ll be […]
School’s moving right along now. We’re not quite to the “same ol’ grind” stage, but just thinking about the grind made me hungry. For a grinder. Also known as a sub sandwich or a hoagie. (I can hear the purists loading up their slingshots with gobstoppers for ammo. Okay, they’re not exactly the same […]
I was making the fairly lengthy trek home from the Frozen North vicinity of the Oklahoma border, north of Fort Worth, when I decided I needed to tank up. How did I discover this? Well, there were these deep, bass grumbles that were getting so loud it was interfering with the music. Oh, the […] |
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