I have been interested in going to Wise Guys Sandwich pub for a long time, much like any restaurant I have not been to yet. But it was deeper, there was more longing for Wise Guys. Because Wise Guys may have a Cuban Sandwich on their menu. It is very rare that I find a Cuban anywhere, the last time being a truck stop somewhere in Ohio. And their Cuban was shit... they put onions and peppers on the motherfucker. Bastards.
Bacon
A Post to Help the Men of the World. Read This and Live by it.
This entire article is dedicated to my nephew who I have had to have these conversations with. In essence this article is talking to him without having to have another conversation.
I Loathe Being a Picky Bastard
We add some salsa to our tacos and each took a bite of our tongue taco and HOLY FUCK ARE THEY BLAND! I believe to this day that Michoacan means cooking without any spice or seasonings. Even with salsa on these things they were bland. The veal Brain was not only bland but it left a kind of gross aftertaste. Mr. Zimmern had let me down.
BEERCON FEST!
I can live without the beer and the bourbon but the bacon part of bacon fest sounds mighty snazztastic. You have to be 21 to get in the doors so the child punting competition will not have to take place, this is both a blessing and a letdown.
Chop's Guide to the Galaxy 