In an absolutely bizarre segment on MSNBC, the Latinos for Trump founder says that if we don’t elect Trump, you’re going to have taco trucks everywhere!!! I’m not sure why he’s against deliciousness, but there you have it.
Sooper Mexican gets to the core issue much better than the guy on TV,
Having been raised in California, I think I get what he’s trying to say, but he’s using the worst example ever because taco trucks are AWESOME. It is true, however, that we’ve been far too lax with illegal aliens in America, and it’s allowed a secondary culture to thrive – one that isn’t assimilating. And that’s a problem. We need to preserve American culture and our principles, and when we don’t even do that among our own native-born kids, we shouldn’t be surprised when immigrants, legal or otherwise, don’t assimilate into that culture either.
But c’mon dude, lay off the taco trucks, they’re amaaazing. That’s the worst argument everrrr!!!
In the interest of culinary diversity, I would not only love a nearby taco truck, but also a gyro truck, a pastrami on rye truck (complete with egg cream, of course), an empanadas truck, and a cubano sandwich truck. On a rotating basis, they would round up the work week nicely.
Speaking of cubano sandwich trucks, if you haven’t seen it yet, watch Chef. Funny and delicious.
Now if you will excuse me, I think I’ll make nachos for lunch.
Fausta Rodriguez Wertz writes on U.S, and Latin American politics, news, and culture at Fausta’s Blog.
Being blessed with great health and energy for almost all of my life, I found it disconcerting when I began to get tired at strange times in the day—like 1PM. The cure? Vitamin C and lots of it. An orange, a half of a grapefruit, the juice of a small lemon and a kiwi a day seem to have fixed the problem.
It seems so simple, doesn’t it? We all grow up being told to eat citrus fruit and to drink a lot of fruit juices. Well, I don’t drink juices—or soda—because they have too much sugar in them. I don’t even buy bread that has more than one gram of sugar in it. (The only area in which I break this rule: coffee.) Keeping sugar out of my diet has kept me from getting too humongous–a battle which members of my family fight, especially the women. So, I had been inconsistent in eating the good sugars. No more and those grapefruit(s) are tasty!
Another natural remedy I’ve used for a couple of years: apple cider vinegar. Members of both sides of my family also suffer from high blood pressure, beginning in the late 40s and I was no different. My pressure had been very low before that, but I noticed the up-creep; I was always right on the borderline of hypertension. I did not want to take prescription medication, so I searched online for natural remedies and consistently found a daily recommendation of 2 tablespoons of ACV with 8 ounces of water. Now, every time I go to the doctor and my vitals are check, my systolic is in the 120 range and my diastolic is in the 60-70 range. (I drink it with a straw so that it doesn’t damage the enamel of my teeth.)
I don’t recommend doing any of these things without doing your own home work first and checking with your doctor. I mention them merely because it seems to me that God has provided many of the cures for nagging issues and signs of aging (I’m 54). We only have to be looking for them. And in the age of Obamacare, it’s always a good idea to be looking for ways to avoid the healthcare system.
I also wonder whether much of the craziness we see around us stems from vitamin, mineral and other dietary deficiencies. Well, excuse me now; I think I need a burger. Beef.
That’s 8,818.49 pounds of cheesy goodness, and I mean it (emphasis added)
Police were called to a break-in on Monday in which the owner of the Napier dairy in the town of Goux-les-Usiers discovered some crooks had stolen roughly 100 wheels of comté, a luxury cheese which can only be made in the Franche-Comté region using unpasteurised [sic] cow’s milk.
. . .
It is though that the stolen cheese could be worth more than €40,000 (£28,000).
At current exchange rates, it’s worth almost US$43,000.
I love cheese, especially cheese made from unpasteurized milk, particularly from goat’s milk, but comté is also wonderful. Some may find it an acquired taste, or as Wallace said,
Hmmm, I don’t know, lad. It’s like no cheese I ever tasted.”
Back when I lived in Princeton I knew someone who made fabulous cheese from unpasteurized goat’s milk. As Ace puts it,
Unpasteurized — that’s the good shit. That’s what hooks you, that’s what makes you a junkie. Once you’re hooked on cheese made of unpasteurized milk, you’ll spend the rest of your life “Chasing the Cow,” walking down lonely streets and breaking into seedy fromageries looking to score your next “wheel.”
Yesterday all over the web and on TV shows everywhere (even from sane folks like Jake Tapper) about the horrible terrible news that your bacon will be the death of you.
The WHO findings were drafted by a panel of 22 international experts who reviewed decades of research on the link between red meat, processed meats and cancer. The panel reviewed animal experiments, studies of human diet and health, and cell processes that could explain how red meat might cause cancer.
But the panel’s decision was not unanimous, and by raising lethal concerns about a food that anchors countless American meals, it will be controversial
Each 50-gram (1.8-ounce) portion of processed meat eaten daily increases the risk of colorectal cancer by 18 percent, the agency estimated.
A 50-gram portion would be the equivalent of eating one hot dog or two slices of bacon. Americans eat about 21.7 grams of processed pork per day, according to a 2011 National Health and Nutrition Examination Survey.
Right now a lot of lawyers are licking their chops and a lot of members of the food Gestapo are preparing to demand changes in school heath programs, school diets etc etc and I can feel the sheer panic among shoppers at whole foods from here.
And the reason why this is coming? Well there are two:
Americans are really ignorant about math
What are the actual odds of getting colorectal cancer?
Question #1 matters because while most people hear the words “18% increase” and think that their odds of getting this disease have gone to better than 1-5 the reality is that means the odds have gone up 18% from what they actually were. For example if something has a 1% chance of happening if you increase the chances of that thing happening by 18% the new odds are not 19% as some would think but 1.1% (1/100) * (118/100) or 118/10000 = 1.1%
And Question #2 matters because we can’t find out what the actual new odds are for a particular event until we know what the old odds are, how will we know what number to multiply by 118/100?
Well the answer to question 2 is available online at cancer.org. Going by their charts men have a lifetime risk of developing colorectal cancer of 1 in 21 or 4.84% and the odds of a woman catching the same disease is 4.49 or 1 in 22
So even though we know that according to the stats given we eat only 43.4% of a hot dog per day on avg let’s assume for the sake of argument that you actually eat a hotdog every single day for your entire life. what does that do to your cancer odds.
Well if you do the actual math and multiply 4.84/100 by 118/100 it mans that 18% increase makes a man’s odds of getting colorectal cancer go to 5.7% . For a woman that 4.49/100 multiplied by 118/100 the woman’s odds go up to 5.2%
In other words, if this study is absolutely positively spot on correct eating that hotdog every single day for your entire life raises your odds of catching colorectal cancer by nearly but not quite….1%.
Or to put it another way if you’re a gamer if you eat that hotdog a day then your odds of catching colorectal cancer go from being about the odds of rolling a 1 on a D20 to about the odds of rolling a 1 on a D20.
Now when you put it that way, if you told a guy that giving up bacon decreases your odds of getting cancer by less that 1% most people would decide those odds aren’t worth panicking over and would rightly consider such panic as idiotic.
Which is why newspapers that make a living off of scary click bait, tv shows that make money off of scary click bait, NGO’s that make money off of scary panics, and pols who get big contributions from NGO’s after they get taxpayer-funded grants and colleges who get funding from taxpayer and NGO’s to study these things, and lawyers who make money off of suing successfully profitable businesses, like for example the meat industry aren’t going to show you the math I just did.
It doesn’t fit the meme and there is no profit for them in it.
To be fair, there is absolutely nothing wrong if person decides that 1% increase warrants decreasing one’s intake of processed meats, if an individual thinks the increased risk isn’t worth it it’s their life and their choice to make.
But if you do make that choice do so on the actual evidence not due to panic and deception.
In case you’re wondering if this is my second post in a row about food, the answer is, yes and no. It’s about food, and it’s about capitalism, two components of the pursuit of happiness (in the form of culinary pleasure, that is).
For starters, Ferdman’s premise that “the rich” are the only ones able to exclusively partake of $12 breakfast sandwiches is faulty, but a superficial person like myself reacts with, “well, boo, freaking whoo. If you want to splurge on a sandwich, you can buy one and enjoy it. Deal with it, Roberto.”
Luckily for us, Ace can intelligently discuss how Ferdman problematizes a simple sandwich while engaging in class warfare in order to defamiliarize your common sense:
If the rich are to be Sandwich Shamed — or worse; perhaps we need to register or even outlaw “Assault Sanwiches” — from even indulging in such a minor upgrade, then what, precisely, are they permitted to spend their money on?
This is socialism, straight up — the insistence that literally no one is permitted to buy or enjoy a better grade of good or service than anyone else.
President Obama is a great president who has done a great job
But economy is a mess
and the rich are getting richer
and people don’t have good jobs
and only the rich are being helped
So we democrats have to change things.
In other words, socialism.
Capitalism, on the other hand, is the only system where individual rights are prioritized, protected and encouraged. The individual can best exercise her freedoms in a capitalist system, including the right to buy any breakfast sandwich she best pleases. Indeed, a competitive system of free enterprise encourages cooks and chefs to profit from the sale of such creations.
Chew on that while enjoying the breakfast sandwich of your choice.
Fausta Rodriguez Wertz writes on U.S. and Latin American politics, news, and culture at Fausta’s Blog. She reserves the right to proudly buy any breakfast sandwich she feels like eating.
Like it or not, same-sex marriage is the law of the land. As a conservative with libertarian leanings, I favored civil unions for gays for years, in essence, marriage in all but name. What is now called traditional marriage reaches back into pre-history–social norms should not be thrown overboard so quickly.
As for the other side of the gay marriage debate, the media focus has been on what Friday’s US Supreme Court’s 5-4 ruling in favor of what some call marriage equality means for observant Christians who oppose it.
But what about Muslims? The Daily Beast managed to find a few Muslims who favor gay marriage, but it’s safe to say that followers of Islam overwhelmingly oppose it.
And I believe that Muslims considering emigrating to the United States–and for that matter, other Western nations–might want to consider staying home instead.
Other than our high standard of living, there is much in America for Muslims not to like. Arranged marriages are not only rare but are frowned upon. Dogs, beloved members of many American families, are viewed as only slightly better than pigs in Islamic society only because of their hunting and protection skills. As for those pigs, most Americans eat pork. Women in the United States wear whatever they want–or in some cases, how little they want. And the great majority of Americans drink alcohol–and advertisements for intoxicating beverages can be found almost everywhere. We can change our religion if we like–or, as has been happening more frequently, choose no faith at all. While somewhat controversial, religious satire is common in the USA. For the sake of brevity I’m stopping here.
And since Friday–two men, or two women, can marry each other in a government-sanctioned marriage from Portland, Maine to Honolulu, Hawaii.
The ultimate result is long, thin leg of ham with a deep golden hue to its fat. The meat is dark red, marbled with veins of fat. We had an incredible experience in the city of Caceres. There Pedro Lancho, the owner of Encinar de Cabazón, served us a feast fit for a king. The highlight was when the professional waiter at his favorite restaurant brought out plates of his Gran Reserva Jamón Ibérico de Bellota. It was served in paper thin slices on a plate that was warmed to about 80 degrees. At that temperature the fat literally melted onto the plate. On first bite, the flavor of the ham was incredible. Sweet, nutty, and not too salty. Then the complexity of ham flavors increased. An essential part of the flavor and mouth-feel was the way the fat melted away, releasing flavors that told the story of the noble Ibérico swine, of the dehesa forest pasture, of the years of careful curing, and of the countryside of Spain itself.
Poetic as that description is, you must take my word that it comes short to the experience. You haven’t lived until you have had some. We’re talking bucket-list worthy. I know people who have traveled to Spain for it.
So an American couple returning from Spain brought a pound of vacuum-sealed jamón ibérico, a hundred dollars’ worth.
A pound is worth $100. To buy it online you would spend hundreds of dollars. One site has “6-7 pounds” on sale for $995.95, down from $1,285.95.
And what did they do at LAX Customs?
They threw it away.
Yessiree, they threw away a pound’s worth of celestial hammy gold exquisiteness.
Saturday after doing Conservatively Speaking on WCRN AM 830 and a home show with DaWife we stopped by Dario’s Restorante on River Street Fitchburg a new restaurant that occupies the spot the French Marceau Diner & Variety did for decades.
Years ago this was an area of factories where the French & Greeks from the neighborhood worked with the Italians who came from the other end of town.
Today it’s a much tougher neighborhood than when location at the Corner of River Street & Sheldon street was an intersection point for Greektown, Cleghorn (the French Canadian Section) and Main Street. Most people who come to the street do so for the DQ ice cream stand less than a block away or to visit one of the half-dozen used car dealers in the small area.
But when you walk inside you will find an oasis amid an area past its prime. You will find two rooms a back area next to the parking with a mix of tables and wooden booths with a counter station and a Front area with a mixture of booth and a front area with a series of old-fashioned diner stools facing a classic soda dispenser and bar.
Now ambiance is always nice but when it comes down to it what matters is the food. The menu is not large but with more than enough variety to satisfy the hungry diner.
We started with an appetizer called Garlic Twists
The twists were delicious but just as good if not better were the greens that a person might mistake as a garnish but that came sprinkled with cheese and an oil/butter. It was almost a mini side salad that really complimented the twists & Marinara dip.
As it was lunchtime and my wife would be working in a few hours she decided to go with the steak sub.
While I wanting to try from the dinner menu ordered the classic chicken parmigiana.
Now while the still images wets the appetite I think the video conveys things even better.
The side Salad with the steak was a surprise. The wife gave me a taste of the veggies and they were of a very high quality.
The pasta was baked rather than boiled, it had a good flavor. The Chicken Breast was a big as it looked and & I found it delicious. The only critique if any would be I’d have liked a bit more tomato sauce.
There were some good dessert selections but my wife did not have the time and after that prodigious chicken breast I had not the capacity for it.
Our meal came to $33 and was more than satisfied for my money.
Now there are a few drawbacks. The Restaurant is only open till 9 PM Mon-Thursday. Till 10 PM Friday & Saturday. (Closed on Sunday) Furthermore the amount of parking available is less that one might desire. The place is not open on Sundays
If Fitchburg is going to come back, we need to reward places like this willing to take a chance on the city and its neighborhood, particularly when they provide a high quality product for a reasonable price.
Dario’s a a good place, it deserves your patronage.
Thanks to a religious vow taken by the men of our house Wednesdays has, with the rare exception of the occasional fish and chips, become Pizza night in the Ingemi household.
Fitchburg Massachusetts has the distinction of housing 15 different Pizza places, From Pizza Hut, Papa Ginos & Little Caesars, to family owned locations like Patriot Pizza, Village Pizza & the Cleghorn House of Pizza and that doesn’t counting convenience stores like Cumberland Farms or supermarkets like Market Basket. That works out to about 1 for every 2687 people in the city.
That gives plenty of choices and that’s a good thing because it seems all of us have different tastes, and pies we don’t care for. If it was up to Sam we would never order from Espresso’s. I’ll eat Parkhill if it’s in the house but will not order it if given the choice. Danny doesn’t care for Domino’s pie when it’s meatless and if Valery doesn’t like the Pie at a place, she goes for the chicken parm.
This isn’t a reflection on the quality of the various pies they are just made to different tastes. I spoke to the owner of Zedas on the subject, he is careful to keep up quality and tries to make a pizza that can appeal to the largest number people but in the end there are always going to be some people who just have different tastes. That’s just life.
Some of these sins are graver than others,, some of them society frowns on, others are promoted and lionized, some are primarily self-destructive and others harm thousands, some are done brazenly and other in secret out of shame.
Most important of all, these sins appeal to different people, there are those who would steal the coins off corpse’s eyes but would never raise a hand against anyone, there are people who will play the field married or no, but wouldn’t touch a dollar that belongs to someone else, there are those who would spend every cent they had on a drunken binge, but would never neglect a prayer or a mass, there are those who would never tell a lie but couldn’t hold their tongue when it comes to gossip about someone else’s problems.
Sin is in fact, a matter of taste, and do not doubt for one moment that like the various pizza places in Fitchburg the Devil does his best to tempt you to those tastes.
So when you see your brother sin, remember while it is certainly proper to call sin, sin make sure you don’t do so in pride, because if you do you might find yourself being served the same helping of sin, with just a different flavor.
Today if you go to CNN, MSNBC & even Fox you will find stories about the McStrike where fast food workers are DEMANDING that McDonalds pay them $15 an hour for making burgers.
While said “strike” is getting plenty of play in media it’s a different story if you actually go to a McDonalds that is not in the range of their cameras, like say Fitchburg
If you go to places like this you will find that the workers, the management and the customers would have absolutely no idea any of this was going on if it wasn’t for CNN playing on the TV (because God forbid we get a bite to eat without cable playing).
So in honor of this media created BS I’m putting up this post complete with my own McSelfie risking the wrath of the SEIU and 4chan hackers everywhere.
I invite you to do the same.
Exit question, what are the odds the MSM will give next years March For Life which draws tens of thousands in the dead of winter the same coverage they give this? I’d say about equal to the odds any sane McDonalds owner will start paying $15 an hour to flip burgers.
Update: Oddly enough the same people lionizing this strike didn’t jump at my three step process to prove you can make profits available to business paying $15 an hour:
It’s been a long time since we did the Saturday Diners but as we broadcast live from Rita Marie’s.Diner in New Bedford Ma. 623 Brock Ave
I got there an hour early and spoke to the owner:
The team is a father and son and the Father had a long experience of restaurants & speciality cooking.
I had the eggs and Linguisa:
The Linguisa was not what I expected as it looked just like a thick hotdog but the taste was first rate, but the star was actually the toast. They use a very think bread that comes out spectacular and really complements the meal.
The Diner is in a thickly settled neighborhood just a block or so from the beach on a small peninsula and the location has been empty for quite a while, and while as I’ve said the Father & Son have experience with cooking they do NOT have experience in diners, that’s usually a problem but luckily for them they hired a lady named Michelle who has been working at diners since before her teenage days. She gave us the rundown on Rita Maries and what makes a diner work
That is the type of hire that leads to success.
One final thing, there is a huge ice cream cooler & fountain and they carry 14 flavors so during the summer it’s a great place to get a cone after hitting the beach.
It’s a long drive for a guy like me in Fitchburg but if you are heading to New Bedford to see the attractions it’s certainly worth a stop & try the wings the homemade sauce they use is incredible.
When all of the problems of the world start to close in it’s time to take a deep breath and get your mind on real life.
In other words it’s time to try and Make your own homemade curry.
I’ve never had proper Indian Curry, the curry I’ve eaten locally are all from chinese restaurants some are hot (Red Hot) some are sweet and some gentle.
I took a look at the various recipes online and decided it was time to see if I could make my own.
Rather than grab a a single recipe I decided to improvise and documented it in seven videos
Video one is the ingredient list
For low band readers Here is What I used.
1/2 of a Large Spanish Onion (I really should have used a whole one) sliced and diced
1/2 of a Celery Stalk Cut lengthwise and split
1/4 of a green pepper diced
1/4 of a red pepper diced
1 green bean cut
1 carrot stick cut
3 pieces of garlic crushed and sliced
1/4 of a ginger stick sliced
1/2 jar Tostitos mild salsa (most recipes call for Tomato puree)
1 3/4 lbs boneless skinless chicken breast diced and sliced.
Vinegar 3 tbl sppons (to taste)
Rice (prepared separately, I used Rice Pilaf)
1. Begin rice, prepare ingredients above as described
2. Heat Olive Oil over medium heat in large frying pan (video 2)
As each ingredent is added keep stirring to make sure nothing burns
3. When heated add onions and cook for 90 seconds on medium heat
4. add carrots & green bean cook 2 more minutes
5. add celery cook 2 minutes add green & red peppers cook 2-3 minutes
6. add chicken (All video 3)
7. Cook 5-10 minutes until there are no visible pink spots on the outside on the chicken
8. Add garlic & ginger cook one minute
9. Add vinegar cook one minute
10. add all spices stir making sure that all the chicken is coated equally cook 5 min (Video 4)
11. Cut open a piece of chicken and confirm it is cooked through then add the Salsa: (Video 5)
Note that Tomato Puree is normally what is used rather than salsa, but I had none in the house.
12. Cook 5 more minutes (Video 6)
13. And you are *Technically) done, serve over rice (final video)
14. Allow to sit for 3-5 min before serving.
Oddly my second helping was better than the first as was my third. therefore I have added the “let it sit” step.
Much to my surprise my wife (who never liked curry) liked this one but said the spices needed to be more evenly distributed. I’m thinking of pre-mixing the spices in an empty spice shaker and then adding them that way, alternatively since it’s unlikely I’ll be adding ingredients while holding a monopod I can make sure they are better distributed.
If you want a hot curry simply add a green chlli pepper or a tablespoon of reder pepper but that’s how I did it and it came out right. The yield was 8-10 servings over rice.
Yes, I can occasionally be caught live in the kitchen. Look quick.
When growing up, my dinner task was making the salad. My mom bought the goods and I prepared them to her exacting specifications. As a result, I am very, shall we say, anal about salads.
A clean vegetable is a happy eater. Wash as far down as possible, wash as far up as possible, then, wash ‘possible.’ That maxim goes for many things.
Anyone who uses iceberg lettuce or put the leaf spine in a salad should be shot. (or maybe, er, reeducated.) Use red-leaf, romaine or butter leaf lettuce or some combination thereof. Spinach is also yummy.
Buy the right mushrooms. Get the ones that are closed at the junction between the body and the stem. If you buy the white ones, don’t buy them if they have dark spots. Cut the stems off but not so far down as to where you can see the inside of the body.
Use red onions and/or scallions, because they look prettier and taste better than yellow or white onions. Cut most of the flower of the scallions off because they are bland. The root is the good part.
Bell peppers are mandatory and when I’m the only one eating the salad or am sure of my audience, I will add chopped Serrano chili pepper in my salad. (You folks who are not from the southwest part of the US or are not of Mexican descent might not know what a Serrano is. It’s a little, tiny green pepper that is hot. I like hot, but if you like HOT, try a Habanero pepper. Make sure to wear gloves while you’re chopping those.)
Two of the ingredients that my mom didn’t require, but I usually use now are: carrots and cucumbers. Yes, peeling them is a pain—and please peel the cuck—but, boy, do they give great texture and taste to the salad. Split the cuck down the middle, by the way.
Sometimes I will top the salad with canned crab. There are two places here in LA from which I’ve bought the crab: Food for Less and Trader Joe’s. The FFL version is cheaper and the TJ’s version is prettier, but they both taste about the same. Sometimes I’ll rinse off canned beans or corn and add those. I don’t put anything heavier than that in a salad. Chicken, beef and pork are for the main course.
Croutons and bacon bits are masks for a salad prepared by a lazy salad-maker. If your ingredients are good, fresh and varied, you don’t need these, unless you like them.
No yellow, orange or white dressings should be used. Hey, if you want to hide the taste of your salad, just tear up some iceberg, chop up a big, fat tomato and pour Thousand Island all over it. Blech. I like a non-obnoxious Caesar or just some olive oil mixed with balsamic vinegar.
If you must put some seasoning on your salad, a bit of Mrs. Dash will do the trick; oh, and black pepper.
What did I forget? Tomatoes, of course, are required; cherry types cut in half. Full-sized tomatoes will make the salad go bad faster (too much liquid).
If you think salads are boring, you’re missing out on one of the great pleasures of eating. Time, attention and varied ingredients are all that are required. Don’t forget to make it beautiful as well. Eating is almost as much about the eye as it is about the tongue. So sue me for being a look-ist.
Yes, I blog on Latin America and its politics and culture, but I’m not one-dimensional. I love food, too.
One of the great joys in life is a freshly-toasted bagel, spread with a big dollop of Philly cream cheese, and perhaps – if you’re feeling fancy – some lox and a slice of Jersey tomato fresh off the vine. Mmmmm. . .
But, as I was biting on my cream cheese and bagel (those who know me, know I have a little bagel on my cream cheese), what do I find in the WSJ?
What the hey?? Is nothing sacred? Is this an April Fools’ joke?
The Marketing Decoder: Philadelphia Cream Cheese
Kraft is changing its recipe—and altering its tub design—to appeal to health-conscious shoppers
I don’t care what they package it in, since most of the time I buy the “brick” and not the tub. But change the recipe?
Ironically, the article (by subscription) says “The tubs now include the year 1872, which Kraft says is the year its cream cheese was invented,”
to show consumers “we have been doing the same thing for 142 years,”
Doing the same thing is good, and then change the recipe?
Kraft has done an excellent marketing job in Spain, where cream cheese is called fili, and the Spaniards are not going to like the change. Certainly my ancestors didn’t sail from Asturias just to have the recipe changed on them.
The article points out that “the cost of ingredients such as milk have increased,” as anyone can tell you. Not many people realize that the core inflation rate eliminates food and fuel due to their volatility. Eliminating food and fuel from the inflation numbers is politically convenient, too, as us peasants may raise up with our pitchforks and torches if we are reminded of the inflation in food and fuel costs, but I digress. I’d rather pay more for the old recipe.
The Kraft people have had a perfect product for 142 years. Let’s hope the new-recipe Philly cream cheese goes the way of the New Coke.
Fausta Rodriguez Wertz writes on US & Latin American politics and culture at Fausta’s Blog. She feels very strongly about the Philly cream cheese on her bagel.
I really didn’t record any humorous videos at CPAC 2014 that would be considered April foolish. The closest thing I shot to it was this follow up interview with Scottie Hughes after she tried Dutch Kitchen Cannoli the OFFICIAL cannoli of DaTechGuy on DaRadio.
As all bloggers attending CPAC know if I fly to cover a story I bring Cannoli
Assuming that I don’t have the same trouble at the airport one year where they mysteriously disappeared once again there will be Cannoli for my fellow bloggers at CPAC (on a first come first served basis of course)
But for the very first time there is an OFFICIAL Cannoli supplier to DaTechGuy on DaRadio:
We also know the typical conservative and libertarian response (they actually seem to agree in this instance): “don’t tell me what to eat!”
Both sides are focusing on a small, incidental battle of the real war. The real war is cultural, of course, and its lines are much more broadly drawn than our average BMI.
The real war is masked by the sheer novelty of the issue at hand. At what other point in history has a sizeable population had the problem of too much to eat? How ironic, really: the poorest among us are also the fattest.
At this point in history, individual responsibility is at a distinct disadvantage. Culturally, we have been shirking that pesky responsibility for a good fifty years at least.
Even more important, individuals in America today have a tremendous amount of power when it comes to the simple question of how to fill our stomachs. Will it be sweet, or savory? Spicy, or mild? Beef, chicken, fish, or vegan? Thai, or Indian? Italian, or Mexican? The possibilities are endless, affordable, convenient, and always delicious.
I’d say that we as a society have more money than sense. It might be more accurate, however, to say that we have more access than sense. After all, if you don’t have the money, then just put it on the credit card. If you are eligible, then let the taxpayers help you access that yummy junk food.
Of course, the liberal solutions won’t solve the problem. Happy propaganda will fall on deaf ears. The strict approach will become the norm. We are already accustomed to the idea of paying the government for the sin of tobacco use. It is not a stretch to imagine paying for the sin of junk food.
Will the strict taxation approach make any meaningful headway? Will the decrease in obesity be worth the decrease in individual freedom? Being a regressive tax, it will punish those that liberals claim they want to help–the poor. Any newly created black market will always thrive. Also, the “evil” corporations will find a way to work around government regulation.
In fact, those demonized corporations will hop right in bed with the regulatory powers-that-be. Even the lame ones that sell you a product you can make in your own kitchen: the cold sandwich.
Now, let me emphasize an important point: in America today, we have more power and more choice in food than the richest rulers of ages past. That power is hard to judiciously exercise. Really, really, hard. I drive a particularly restaurant-heavy stretch of road on a daily basis, and I have coined that drive “running the gauntlet.”
Even with the windows rolled up, the aromas are so thick and enticing. They are thoroughly melded together, making it impossible to tell which scents come from which building. “Don’t bother cooking tonight,” those scents whisper. “When your husband gets home, he’ll gladly bring you here.”
Personally, I’ve got about a stone of weight that I’d love to cast off, but I’m not casting the first stone or anything. I’m just trying to be honest about the problem with great power. Even the great power to purchase delicious food. Great responsibility comes with it.
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The way I always figured, why start the new year by setting yourself up for failure? I mean, if you haven’t reached a particular goal in your life already, how is a new digit going to make it happen? I can’t even remember to write the new year on my checks until April or so. It is highly doubtful that I will have remembered to keep a resolution in the meantime.
Besides, resolutions are just one more way to stress ourselves out. If there is one thing we all need less of, it is stress. Perhaps the best resolution one could ever make would be to worry less. But how, exactly, does a person worry less when he has just given himself a new resolution to worry about? Now there’s some pretty inescapable logic right there.
Still. The ‘worry less’ resolution is mercifully non-quantifiable. Without a clear-cut division between success (size 8!) and failure (size 14?!?), failure isn’t even an option.
So there you go. The fail-proof resolution for 2014: worry less. Easier said than done, but at least you can’t fail. I think I’ve even figured out a shortcut to the goal: ignore the experts.
Experts are a major source of worry in today’s society. They specialize in every conceivable topic, so let’s pick just one to discuss: food.
Basically, unless you are eating an apple or a carrot grown in your own back yard, somebody out there disapproves. No wonder we are all stressed out.
The technological advances of our society are wonderful, but they have given us the impression that life is too complex to figure out on our own. Modern society has decided that only the experts know best.
But that’s not true. Even experts lack key information, and risk is an inherent part of life. Think about Christopher Columbus. He may have been a great sailor and explorer, but it’s not like he had a GPS when he set out across the Atlantic.
We don’t need GPS precision for every aspect of life. Instead, we need to rely on our common sense and natural skepticism. We need to trust our own instincts instead of the latest expert opinion. Our society’s quest for protection against unknown dangers–its obsession with safety–is part and parcel of the madness that elected a planet-healing president. Unfortunately, even conservatives fall prey to this mentality.
So let’s all do our part to bring rugged individualism back to our culture, by ignoring the experts and worrying less. Do what your own conscience–guided by God if you are so inclined–tells you. And have a great 2014.
Christmas in my native Puerto Rico is an extended party. It starts around Thanksgiving week and ends after the Feast of the Epiphany, January 6th. Of all the countries I’ve visited, only France has more work holidays than Puerto Rico.
In-between there are a lot of parties, and an endless array of delicious foods, most of which would be banned by Mike Bloomberg for their fat, sugar, and salt content.
First, the drink of choice for the entire season is coquito, the “very yummy creamy tropical coconut eggnog made with spices and white rum.” While all the men drink their rum straight, ladies disguise it in coquito. Salud!
Oh, pasteles! Delicious, but such hard work that my mom once commandeered my sister and me for a full day of preparation (which included peeling and grinding yuca, a thankless task if ever there was one), wrapping the pasteles in plantain leaves, cooking, and clean-up (you must wash down the whole kitchen afterwards because of the lingering odor). It was such hard work, mom bought them from an acquaintance for many years after. “Lesson learned!” mom said.
Some may also include bacalao, salted cod fish with tubers.
All these foods are served at the same time, and washed down with rum, beer, wine, or soda.
It’s Thanksgiving. Time for one of my train of thought diatribes that will either make fans of those reading and have them heading back for seconds or have people humming Crazy Train by the end of the article. Maybe a bit of both. Anyhoo — It’s also time to reflect on what we’re grateful for, spend time with family, watch college football, watch parades with over-sized cartoon character balloons float by and eat ourselves until we lapse into food comas. Some of us, in the wee hours of the morning, will rise and engage in the American version of the ‘running of the bulls’ known as “Black Friday”.
There are some folks just can’t seem to slow down for even twenty-four hours and really unwind over a holiday. Me? My version of “Black Friday” does not include such rushing around, urgency or stalking gifts like prey on the savannah. Nope. I have no problem rolling out of bed as late as my young children will let me, padding down to the kitchen for my morning injection of caffeine and then lazing through the deals on Amazon.com.
Don’t get me wrong, I like to shop just like the next gal. I just don’t relish being mowed down by people who think Christmas shopping is a contact sport. My day will include watching parades, The Peanuts holiday classics and of course, my Thanksgiving favorite, Home for the Holidays. Can’t go on writing without playing the clip of one of my favorite scenes. This is the dinner scene, which epitomizes both the dysfunction and awkwardness of some family interactions with the added bonus of being chock full of Robert Downey Jr. comedy win. NSFW warning
Of course, all that shopping mayhem comes after the food, drink and more food, drink and food and drink… lather, rinse, repeat. There’s the meal to deal with first and I guarantee you this year will have a slice of Obamacare conversation fun with a side of “how’s that hopey changey stuff workin’ out for ya?” Those of us dealing with liquid courage fortified, progressive family members who just can’t let it go — Ace has some tips for you. Personally, I try to avoid politics talk at the holidays. I do enough of it every day as a blogger. Holidays are my reprieve. When relatives on the other side of the political fence does bring it up, I politely side step the first time and even a second. If they persist… well, they’ve had fair warning and you should be recording it with your phone. Nothing is a better wet blanket and subject changer than a liberal given a verbal wedgie caught on camera. Just sayin’.
Those were the days
When I was younger – school age, Thanksgiving often included some kind of artistic expression like tracing your hand. You know, a hand turkey? Your thumb becomes the head and you decorate the other fingers like they were feathers. I can remember half our the class one year making Pilgrim hats and the other half making Indian vests out of paper grocery bags, complete with papooses for the girls. Almost every year without fail, there was the inevitable Thanksgiving luncheon. Moms and dads showed up and the cafeteria served turkey and stuffing.
When I got older, Thanksgiving meant an essay or research paper. Some of the over-achievers would make Mayflower replicas or pilgrim settlement dioramas. These tasks all reminds me of The Peanuts, which are staples in our house on every holiday. Their straightforward take on just about everything is something sorely missing these days. I dare say some of the politically correct parents probably find Peanuts appalling. I find them refreshing. Sally sums it up nicely:
Going back to the research paper bit, I always seem to remember Myles Standish first. One thing that irked me then and still irks me now, is most places spell his name Miles when it’s really Myles. Pet peeve I suppose. Anyway — Standish was, for all intents and purposes, the Pilgrim’s military leader. The Pilgrims hired him to both lead and coordinate the defenses of the Plymouth Colony. The consensus is that Standish was stationed in Holland as part of Queen Elizabeth’s army when he was engaged by the Pilgrims to become their military leader. His duties were not only of a defensive nature, he was instrumental in some of the exploration of the area we know today as Cape Cod. At History.com, there is a decent summary of the departure of the Mayflower for America.
Myles Standish Proud
The farthest thing from history lessons and The Peanuts is probably my retro taste in 80’s music. Peanuts are nostalgic and so is music for most folks. This might be jumping the train tracks a bit I know, but for me the name Myles Standish also conjures up the opening to R.E.M.’s song
The song Begin the Begin is the first track off R.E.M.’s fourth album, Life’s Rich Pageant, which came out in 1986. Yep. I’m a bit of an R.E.M addict… still.
Begin the Begin was meant to be a protest song, which in a historical way, suits the reference it makes to Myles Standish. Standish after all was basically accompanying protesters. I think I also like this song because how often do we see historical references like that in lyrics any more? The number of kids getting the reference the first time around today would probably be less than those who get the obscure references in a Dennis Miller stand up routine. That failure to grasp onto knowledge is becoming a systemic failure nationwide. No one thinks anymore – hence the rise of the low info voters. But I digress…back to the song.
Birdie in the hand for life’s rich demand
The insurgency began and you missed it
I looked for it and I found it
Myles Standish proud, congratulate me
A philanderer’s tie, a murderer’s shoe
Life’s rich demand creates supply in the hand
Of the power, the only vote that matters
Silence means security, silence means approval
Watchin’ Zenith on the TV, tiger run around the tree
Follow the leader, run and turn into butter
The song overall is a statement on the corruption of society and its institutions. . It’s also got a bit of the ‘look at me!’ bit in the line ‘Myles Standish proud, congratulate me.’ Shorter: Look at me, see what I’ve created of what you rejected. The last refrain I included above (bold text), for me, is a little shout out to the media right now. You reap what you sow, guys.
When it came out, Reagan had just been re-elected and Iran-Contra was swirling in the media. The title itself was a call to arms that is arguably more applicable today, given the transparency issues and scandal of the Obama administration, than when first written. Hopefully, our history books will read in a more straightforward manner like a Peanuts cartoon or have the brutal honesty of an R.E.M song. That would be something to be grateful for I think.
As I said in the opening paragraph, you’re either going back for seconds with a re-read or humming Crazy Train. Well, enough of the train of thought ramblings from me, pass the pie and whipped cream. Enjoy your food comas, folks. Either way, let’s begin again…Take a page out of Linus’ book and have a Happy Thanksgiving!
One of my first memories of grocery shopping was going with my mother to the old Tom’s Food world (now torn down and replaced by a McDonalds) where we passed by a display with a big sign proclaiming SPECIAL! GERBER BABY FOOD 10 FOR $1 and in very small print (reg 10 cents each) that’s the day my BS detector was born.
Now I deal with with politics every day and my BS detector has gone into overdrive.
So when I did a quick drive through at Burger King & saw the display for their brand new Satisfries…
…I thought Oh BOY! 40% less fat & 30% fewer calories for the satisfries! What a deal! If you buy those Satisfries you are saving a bunch of calories & fat over those regular fries you were about to order!
At least that is what the average person would immediately think. But lets look But there is something interesting if you look…
at the fine print…
The comparison isn’t based on their product, it’s compared to McDonalds. The last time I looked Burger King doesn’t sell McDonalds Fries. So lets compare the calorie & fat content to Burger Kinks own fries.
Satisfries has 2.1839 calories per graham vs 2.6966 on the regular fries. 20% fewer calories.
On fat Satisfries does better than BK’s regular fries too .0919 grams of fat per gram of Satisfries vs .1123 per regular another 19% but neither one reaches 30%, let alone 40.
Now don’t get me wrong if people are choosing Burger King over McDonalds because of the fat difference in Satisfries that’s fine and if you want less fat & calories from a BK you already made Satisfries will definitely deliver. 20% less is nothing to sneeze at…
…but a person looking at that sign at the drive though is thinking they are saving 40% of the fat from their regular order? not happening.
Is it a big deal in the scheme of things Nah and if you really don’t want fat, you shouldn’t buy fast food , but I don’t like to be BS’ed…
Sheldon:You realize, Penny, that the technology that went into this arm will one day make unskilled food servers such as yourself obsolete.
Penny:Really? They’re going to make a robot that spits on your hamburger?
The Big Bang Theory The Robotic Manipulation 2010
Yesterday I had a late breakfast at the Moran Square Diner in Fitchburg and spoke to the owner Chris Giannetti
Moran square Diner has been there a long time and Chris has been running it for nearly 20 years. I had planned on a simple piece on the diner and the consistently good food 6 days a week from a flat-out Sunday to a slow Tuesday.
Emboldened by an outpouring of support on social media, low-wage fast-food and retail workers from eight cities who have staged walkouts this year are calling for a national day of strikes Aug. 29.
Fast food workers planning to strike, their demands?
The workers are calling for a wage of $15 an hour and the right to form a union. Organizers of the walkout say cashiers, cooks and crew members at fast-food restaurants are paid a median wage of $8.94 an hour.
Two things instantly come to mind here comparing Chris situation and the fast food workers here.
For a strike to be successful there has to be a lack of alternatives to replace the workers in question. This is not the case here.
With unemployment as high as it there are dozens of people waiting in line to replace each and every one of the workers in question and doesn’t even count the number of high school or college students looking for part-time work or the robots waiting in the wings.
and that’s just the alternatives for the workers. If every one of those businesses closed tomorrow there would be plenty of break trucks, dog wagons, local diners and even 7/11’s just waiting to serve those customers.
and that brings us to point two
Chris works 60+ hours a week, constantly at the grill and when he’s not cooking he’s cleaning or doing prep work he’s been doing it for almost two decades.
He like other business owners bears all the responsibility and all the risk, before he sees a dollar from the business he has to pay the suppliers, the workers, and the fees/taxes assessed by the local state and federal government.
Only then, when all of these people are paid does he get his cut.
He’s not allowed a bad day either. If he has a bad day at the grill or with a customer there are plenty of small Diners, Duncan Donuts, Chinese restaurants, pizza places and yes, fast food places within a mile just waiting to welcome any dissatisfied customer.
Yet with all of this over his head I very much doubt Chris takes home anything near $15 an hour demanded by the strikers and that’s after 20 years on the job.
There is nothing wrong with the workers looking for a better situation and doing their best to achieve it, but I don’t see how any of these folks rate a higher pay than Chris.
and I’d be really shocked if they can make a tastier Sausage & eggs breakfast than he does.
In an effort to lead a healthier life, I decided to go vegan 3 weeks ago. I’ve ended my long-lasting affair with ice-cream, meats and cheeses. It hasn’t been easy, but I definitely eat more fruits and veggies than normal and have found I have more energy than I used to.
Yesterday I decided to try out a vegan restaurant in the Dallas area, so I discovered Veggie Garden in Richardson (north-east of Dallas). It is only the second vegan place I’ve been able to find so far (the first being the Loving Hut in Addison which turned out to be very tasty).
I walked into Veggie Garden not sure what to expect given that it is really just part of a strip mall and there is nothing much on the outside. The interior was pretty basic, too. But, the food ended up being quite good. I ordered the Kung-Pao Soy Chicken with white rice and my sister ordered the Soy Chicken burger with French fries:
However, the humorous part of this adventure was the political overtone which we were not expecting. First, we asked to get the password for the wi-fi and were given this piece of paper with the password:
We wondered if they were part of the original protest (see pictures of the Dallas OWS protest here).
We also noticed this sign was hanging on the wall:
And, in the corner they had a little area with books and literature containing a combination of vegan and political messaging. Next to “how to become a vegan” is a sign-up for the Green Party (with no sign-ups so far). They had Michael Moore’s book Stupid White Men and a flyer that said, “You can’t be all you can be if your dead” advocating not joining the military.
The bottom says that there are other ways to be patriotic than serve in the military.
Notice Stupid White Men towards the right.
Sign-up for the Dallas County Green Party.
Resources on how to be a vegan and Foreign Policy magazine, not the literature I was expecting.
I would have engaged the owners in a discussion about what exactly their message is supposed to be, but we had a hard time conversing with them (English not being their first language. Our waitress was from China, but she only works there and doesn’t own the place). I wanted to ask what these small business owners are trying to say and how they feel oppressed exactly given that it appears they travelled to the United States vs. choosing to stay in their country of origin. I wanted to ask what type of justice they are seeking while living in a country and a state that allow them to make whatever type of statement they wish and live their lives the way they wish (Obamacare aside).
The food was good and the wi-fi was free, so being capitalists, they won me over with a great product and I will definitely be back. I also humorously realized that my veganism may lead me to meet some interesting characters. This will be fun. My conservatism is non-negotiable, but I do enjoy engaging with those that have different points of view, especially as they espouse a position that is contrary to the very life they live and freedoms they enjoy.
Here is their website in case you want to visit sometime: http://www.theveggiegarden.com/
A five guys recently opened in the area and my boys were anxious to go.
They have talked about the place and how good it is for a very long time so I figured I’d give it a peek, however for the last three weeks the lines have been long and the parking lot full so I’ve not had a chance to go until Monday after 2 p.m when after running errands I finally got a chance to drop by. Here is what I found.
A very simple menu, Burger, with or without cheese, with or without Bacon, Dog, Fries, with or without Cajun spice and soda
The standard 5 guys burger is two patties on a pretty nice bun, there is a vast array of toppings available for no charge from green peppers to A1 Sauce they will either grill or make your unions raw.
They also have a small burger which is a single patty, the patties are 3.4 oz so you are talking just under a quarter pound per.
I had the bacon Burger with light Mayo, grilled onions, lettuce, ketchup mustard. It was a solid quality burger that tasted fresh clearly superior to McDonalds & Burger King and compatible with Wendy’s. It resembled a burger you might cook at home.
They also have all you can eat Peanuts if you are a peanut guy that’s heaven.
The place is organized well, there are bags of fries as you walk in that help steer you to the counter. Whereever you look you see the signs on the wall and articles talking about how wonderful they are over the years. Strangely enough only two of those signs were from after 2010 One for “Best burger in NH 2010-2012” and one by the men’s room saying “Best Burger around town 2012” from the Boston Globe.
It’s a smart psychological game, but the real attraction is the cooking layout. You can see the burgers go on the grill, & watch them cook, additionally they lay out the bun with the toppings first so you can see your toppings arranged neatly on the bun with whatever you ordered waiting for the patty. Once the burger is done it’s wrapped and sent to the fry station to be packed and bagged before serving.
This is where five guys lost me.
The burger alone at Five guys will easily cost you the price of combo meal elsewhere. Because of the higher quality than McDonalds or Burger King (which happen to be across the street from their Leominster location) you might be willing to pay that extra 30% or more, but if you are willing to drive a mile or two down the road to the nearest Wendys You’ll find yourself wondering why you paid extra.
Or to put it another way. If I work at the twin city mall in Leominster/Fitchburg can either have a five guys burger with bacon & cheese or the all you can eat Buffet at Tang Dynasty in Leominster about the same price.
And if like me you live within a few doors of a butcher shop you can have a five guys quality burger in the tie it takes to cook it yourself.
The one saving grace are the toppings If you are a person who wants every single topping offered then that’s a different story as those toppings would cost a premium elsewhere and if you are a mushroom & Jalapeno man it’s the only game in town.
Bottom line, Five Guys makes a good burger but you are paying a restaurant price for a fast food atmosphere. The genius behind it is atmosphere & the marketing which translates a simple menu done well into an experience.
After the Honor Your Oath Rally in NH I joined some friends for a late lunch early supper at the Barley House on Main street in Concord NH
Tavern is the word for them as they have a wide selection of spirits to satisfy your taste for an adult beverage. Their web sites pushes their burgers and with reason, their menu has a rather interesting selection available. I had the Bison burger, it came with bacon, cheese and fries
For a little extra Sweet potato fries can be substituted but the regular fries were so good I don’t see any reason to get others.
The Burger was cooked exactly right, the Bison was tasty and as I’ve already said the fries were first-rate. Considering the size of our party (over 20) the service was rather prompt as well.
The burgers were a popular choice at the table, shrimp and brusque were other popular choices but the most interesting thing I found was the Pizza
It’s been my experience that a lot of Tavern Pizza’s are inferior but this one had respectable size, tasty looking toppings and was at a more that reasonable price and if those sitting next to e are to be believed.
If Burgers and Pizza aren’t your gig, here are plenty of choices from assorted fresh salads to fish to steak, scallops and a curry beer battered Fish & Chips.
My verdict? The Barley House is an excellent and affordable choice if you have reason to visit New Hampshire’s Capital.
Update made a return visit with DaWife, I should mention if you are a whiskey drinker this place is for you:
My wife had the Buffalo chicken Salad, she loved it
Is it any wonder that it won this award?
I’ve had the burgers, believe me they deserve it.
Make sure you get down to the Barley House you won’t regret it.
On Tuesday’s when I’m not with I hang out with the same group of guys that I’ve been hanging with for 20 to thirty years playing Board Games from Avalon Hill, Eagle Games and more.
Because the host sings we used to have American Idol or some singing show on. I never cared for it and it was always a pain, but lately the dial has gone to the Food Network (our host was also a chef once) and I was introduced to Chopped.
This has to be the most creative show I’ve seen on TV and is an incredible distraction when we play.
The concept for those who do not know is this. You have four Chefs and three judges all high level chefs.
There are three rounds Appetizer, entree and Dessert the contestants are given opaque baskets of ingredients. When the round starts they open them for the first time and have a fixed time (Usually 20 appetizer, 30 entree and 20 dessert but it can vary per show) You must use every ingredient you are given and have four plates set at the end.
Each Round one person is “Chopped” and eliminated. In the final round the two remaining contestants are judged on the full meal. Meals are judges on taste, presentation and creativity.
It is one of the most creative shows on television and some of the ingredients used are so weird that you are amazed at what gets cooked. In fact there was a single episode where all the ingredients were Leftovers.
This is a political blog but when it comes down to it, all politics and nothing else can get old, plus everybody’s gotta eat.
Hot Table serves made-to-order hot paninis and salads; their vegetable bar is a thing of fresh, colourful beauty; their dark roast coffee doesn’t turn a shade paler than black until you’ve dumped about a cup of milk into it. No, seriously, check out the link and look at the veggies; it puts Au Bon Pain to shame. Paninis come in small and large; both salads and paninis come with a “build your own” option. Here’s the menu – vegetarian heaven. Okay, there’s also plently of meat on it (black and blue paninis, anyone?).
They do eat-in and take-out. By noon, most of the tables were taken; ten minutes later, the line was twenty people deep. (The line does move fast.)
When we opened our first restaurant in 2007 we made the decision to close on Sundays. This decision was as much practical as spiritual. We believe that all of our employees should have an opportunity to rest, spend time with family and friends, and worship if they choose to do so. That’s why all three of our Hot Table restaurants are closed on Sundays. It’s part of our recipe for success.
The restaurant’s mission is to thank God for His graces, to give back to the community, mentor employees, and serve healthy food. As I said before, the place was absolutely packed, proving that it’s entirely possible to be a moral and a profitable corporation – something Chick-fil-A has been proving for years. (One can also see how a Paul Ryan type can both be Catholic and a student of Ayn Rand’s philosophy.) Non-profits are not the only groups that are capable of adding to people’s lives and doing good in the world, nor are all profit-making entities immoral, amoral, or heartless money-grubbers. Nor does one need to be part of a leftist, “let’s give our profits back!” group in order to do good. Some “non-profits” have executives who make exhorbitant salaries; some are greedy, rapacious, and dishonest. The amount of profit is hardly related to morality – the means of making that profit (or of reclassifying huge sums of money as ‘non-profit’) is the issue.
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This Morning’s Saturday Diner is the Gold Star Restaurant on Gold Star Boulevard in Worcester
It’s a place I’ve driven by thousands of times as I’ve taken Exit 1 off of I-190 south but never walked in until today.
The First thing that jumped out at me was how BIG it is, from the outside it looks like a tiny place, but it seats 57 including 15 counter spots. It’s so much bigger on the inside you could practically call it the TARDIS café.
The second thing I noticed was the specials, I found 7 specials on the board under $4 INCLUDING coffee. At a time when money is tight that can make a real difference between having a breakfast out, or not.
The third thing I noticed was the staff. There were 9 people on duty between the grille, the waitstaff and the people in the back room, and they never seemed to stop moving for a second. If you are behind the counter you are not going to put on any weight.
That doesn’t seem to apply to the customers and that’s the fourth thing that I noticed. When I arrived there was a steady stream of traffic in and out. The tables were constantly turning and the food never seemed to stop moving. I’ve never seen such a turnover in all the time I’ve been visiting diners.
I was really in the mood for Pancakes and Bacon this morning, (particularly when I got a look at the Bacon here. It looked REALLY good, but the Kielbasa special for $3.95 was the final thing that jumped out at me.
It also jumped out TOO me, my food was ready before I knew it, it was some of the fastest service I’ve ever had.
And the FOOD the eggs was done perfect and the Kilbassa dominated the plate, I couldn’t believe the amount of meat there was for the price and most important of all it was GOOD.
And the price for that meal with Tea? Under $5!
I talked to the owner after I ate. He has owned the location for 20 years he stressed quality as making the difference.
There is a series of signs on the wall from Worcester Magazine declaring all the times this restaurant/diner has won their annual award for Best Breakfast.
I can see how they’ve earned that title and I’d like to add one more to the list:
I’ve been sampling a lot of diners over the last year and without question this was the best value for the money that I received anywhere, PERIOD!
If you, like me, have driven by Gold Star on a regular basis, stop driving by and come on it, you’ll be glad you did.