tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post2553585689603621030..comments2024-03-15T07:36:42.852-04:00Comments on Maxminimus: A White Trash Oasis in BrisketlandADGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16612897500610475937noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-3017209286735111912010-12-20T22:05:02.417-05:002010-12-20T22:05:02.417-05:00Hmmm, was not a fan of SC mustard base, but the co...Hmmm, was not a fan of SC mustard base, but the combo of the two sounds like a "must-try" (hey, "mustard", "must-try", I just saw that, MAN, am I humorous!)<br /><br />Dang, now I'm droolin' againNCJacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-19305029617463894832010-12-20T18:04:55.746-05:002010-12-20T18:04:55.746-05:00Actually, there's a great little place called,...Actually, there's a great little place called, appropriately enough, the Little Chicken House not too far from here. They have a barbecue rig in the front, smoking away in the morning. They have roast chicken, barbecued pig with an incredible sauce, brisket, and a variety of sides. Delectamable!<br /><br />It's just been a while since the last time I done did went there.<br /><br />I also liked the plate lunch trucks in Hawaii. Local goodness all the way. Two scoop rice, one scoop mac, and then the star attraction: butterfish, or teri beef, or chicken katsu, or barbecued shrimp, or kalua pig, or....<br /><br />An' no fohget da loco moco, brah. Ono you know!Young Fogeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-26699505720616776202010-12-20T13:27:53.191-05:002010-12-20T13:27:53.191-05:00ADG...Sammys?! Ewww...I felt like I needed a peni...ADG...Sammys?! Ewww...I felt like I needed a penicillin shot just driving by that place on the highway when I lived in B'ham<br /><br />The sauce issue- yall are all amateurs. The *very* best barbecue can't be bought- its a labor of love, and *if* you are lucky you get invited over after someone has spent hours upon hours smoking and tending "the pit"...then the meat is so tender it falls off the bone and doesn't need to be "pulled" or covered in sauce or any of that nonsense. hmpf! You may have been out of the south too long Elfie-son...next thing you know, you'll be telling me Church's chicken can subsitute for southern fried chicken...SouthernProletariathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13344920720212526014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-2499725316169126572010-12-20T11:23:02.114-05:002010-12-20T11:23:02.114-05:00To echo a bit of what Anonymous said about your po...To echo a bit of what Anonymous said about your post here, what I like about you is your obvious love of beauty. That TRUE love nearly always incorporates a creative playfulness as a distinguishing trait.<br /><br />It's always young, never stodgy or rule-burdened. It's not a mask for licentiousness, either.<br /><br />It's the difference between good snobbery and bad. Bad snobbery isn't about the deliciousness that life has to offer. It's about the mirror. You can't really enjoy the pleasures of life, if your chief focus is your own reflection.<br /><br />Good snobbery admires the best, but understands that it most certainly can be found in tiny ways, such as licking orange Cheetos off your fingers on a rainy night, with a good movie, after a terrible day. <br /><br />If not desiring a particular "pleasure" for yourself, understanding the appeal for anyone else. Taking a pleasure in pleasure!<br /><br />You seem to do that. <br /><br />This is certainly not the answer to all of life's issues, and it's certainly not the highest coinage in the coffer of character, but it will keep your thoughts and perceptions interesting and fresh to others, and it will... forever and always... keep you young.CeceliaMchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16017255006204800193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-45101005475058808512010-12-20T10:04:37.750-05:002010-12-20T10:04:37.750-05:00CeceliaMc...I SWEAR some of us on here must have c...CeceliaMc...I SWEAR some of us on here must have come from the same broth or cosmos because I am SPOT ON with you re the Varsity queasiness. It's part of the bi-yearly event. You eat it (who in the hell would go to the Varsity and only have ONE dog?) and you expect the consequences the next day.<br /><br />Southern H and H...I'm pretty much with you on it. However, I've NEVER had any that wasn't pretty damned good. Kinda like something else come to think of it.<br /><br />limegreen...next time. Meet me at the trailer and I'll buy you one.ADGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16612897500610475937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-82514991483490491162010-12-20T09:57:21.936-05:002010-12-20T09:57:21.936-05:00ummmmmmm....Main Line Sportsman, don't forget ...ummmmmmm....Main Line Sportsman, don't forget The Varsity Frosted Orange. Have it with TWO chili dogs and the onion rings. <br /><br />It's so worth feeling queasy for an afternoon.CeceliaMchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16017255006204800193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-2768551075699782432010-12-20T09:39:03.444-05:002010-12-20T09:39:03.444-05:00I'll fight you on the sauce issue. It's sp...I'll fight you on the sauce issue. It's spicy over sweet. Don't argue.Southern H and Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04545345559970490228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-47494031924589941952010-12-20T08:45:52.069-05:002010-12-20T08:45:52.069-05:00The market is indeed one of Bethesda's secret ...The market is indeed one of Bethesda's secret gems - I am continually amazed at how many people in the area don't know about it. I work catecorner from it and my co-workers and I certainly take advantage of all it offers. Amazing things - edible and collectible - can be found inside. It is a great place to find stocking stuffers too! <br /><br />ACH - yes, the Mustard Seed is fabulous!ilovelimegreenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13704346108310846391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-49431743296473561472010-12-20T05:34:50.945-05:002010-12-20T05:34:50.945-05:00AnonymousSchmock...Zen it was. Indeed.
YounFogey....AnonymousSchmock...Zen it was. Indeed.<br /><br />YounFogey...seems like you oughta be able to track something down in your neck of the woods, no?<br /><br />NCJack...this was kind of a hybrid between our two "Carolinas". It was a sweetish but still peppery mustardesque thang but the sauce was almost clear. It was beautiful.<br /><br />MainLiner...indeed, indeed.<br /><br />Nelle..."sammie avec cole slaw" it's those small things that make it worthwile. Leastways that's what I used to tell Miss Sammie Avec, an "exotic" dancer at Sammy's (notice the spelling difference) in Birmingham Alabama.<br /><br />Silk Reggie...I'da been right there with you.<br /><br />ACH...I love the bookcases that your SFL made for you.ADGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16612897500610475937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-8009705170028042242010-12-20T03:33:42.854-05:002010-12-20T03:33:42.854-05:00I love this post, ADG. It is not brilliant or life...I love this post, ADG. It is not brilliant or life-changing or really very informative. But it is uplifting in a very haimish (that's Yiddish for homey and good feely) way. Relaxed. Not just observant or critical but participatory in the everyman life stuff. Little Women in jazz dance. Wandering the neighborhood in leisure. Nowhere to be and no one looking for you. "Roach mobiles", as we affectionately call them out here, with each their own beckoning-genie-finger smells curling out of their cramped galley kitchens. Delishables. A mild weather day of mangling with your apres-Sunday-go-ta-meetin' minglers. One hour. Mental snaps of your current street brethren. Strolling back (I am imagining this) to inevitably say something unguardedly affectionate and embarrassing to the little Jazz Baroness with that for-all-the-world-to-see love flush high in your cheeks. Grab her and flit off to din-din munchies and daddy giggles and girlish complaints and back to mom's. Work the next day. Blog to write. Routine. Comfort in that. Zen in that. It's nice. A peep show of sweet normalcy. You make us feel like we're all doin' ok, ya know? Yeah. We're ok. <br />***schmock*** That's Yiddish for ***schmock***Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-68170995088548462902010-12-20T00:06:07.931-05:002010-12-20T00:06:07.931-05:00That looks like one dee-lishus sammich. I haven...That looks like one dee-lishus sammich. I haven't had an overwhelming astonishment-inspiring sammich (or similar simple comestible) in a coon's age. Makes me hanker for one.Young Fogeynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-32796893152851110172010-12-19T23:52:43.449-05:002010-12-19T23:52:43.449-05:00As you can guess, I'm an Eastern NC BBQ man my...As you can guess, I'm an Eastern NC BBQ man my own self, but when that smoky porcine aroma drifts out and whups you right upside your nasal nexus...well, who cares what time or type it is, you got to man up and chow down. Lemme see, if I leave by eight in the morning, I could be at Hayes's by 11, I could make Parker's by about noon thirty...hmmmm, 'scuse me, I need to get to sleep, bye now.NCJacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-45811563745637958172010-12-19T22:12:33.567-05:002010-12-19T22:12:33.567-05:00Oh man...a chili dog from the Varsity, and a chees...Oh man...a chili dog from the Varsity, and a cheeseburger...and the chips they fling in the box gratis...love that joint.<br />That pulled pork looks delicious....who cares if it's 2:30...when something like that is right in front of you....commence gobbling!Main Line Sportsmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11303248738216839079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-33130176581144985142010-12-19T21:40:03.101-05:002010-12-19T21:40:03.101-05:00What a find! Give me my dry rubbed pulled pork wit...What a find! Give me my dry rubbed pulled pork with sweet Memphis sauce any day! I'm not gonna fight about it, but it is the best way to eat a BBQ sammie avec cole slaw.Nelle Somervillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05259333955482924688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-8927085789452559812010-12-19T21:23:43.562-05:002010-12-19T21:23:43.562-05:00Once, on a business trip to Philadelphia, as my te...Once, on a business trip to Philadelphia, as my team was heading to the HoJo (of all places) for breakfast, I split from the crowd and ordered breakfast from a street/truck vendor - egg and cheese sandwich on a hoagie roll - it was heaven. And, really, no intestinal tract violations!Silk Regimentalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08977677279524351735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-19381076921378696032010-12-19T20:53:32.684-05:002010-12-19T20:53:32.684-05:00That's right around my old stomping grounds! ...That's right around my old stomping grounds! Mustard Seed (just down the road a block or so) is a consignment-esque store that often has some great apparel finds for very reasonable prices. The men's "department" is very small and in the back, but I've found great things for T there!ACHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10587098205195410211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8818519199109196200.post-44492764058514823062010-12-19T20:23:07.045-05:002010-12-19T20:23:07.045-05:00One of these days, they're going to haul you a...One of these days, they're going to haul you away. If you're not taking pictures of your clothes and shoes, now it's what you're eating. ("I swear to you, Martha. He whipped out his cell phone and took a picture of his sandwich.")<br /><br />i'm thinking maybe too many long, hot showers with your jackets.Gail, in northern Californianoreply@blogger.com