My city has always had enduring ethnic neighborhoods, particularly downtown. Everyone is familiar with everyone’s cuisine, and everyone celebrates the food. Of every group. For generations. Why is this all of a sudden such a recherché concept?
Well yeah. All I have to do is say “nice ink” and I do mean it when I say it and it feels like some invisible hand reached over and turned the dimmer switch to warm and bright.
I am beyond delighted that you asked me that. Thank you. It was the head of a tiger on her upper thigh. When we got home my cousin Kevin saw it and immediately got a full figure of a tiger to honor her. He adored my mom. " Some people, in our lives briefly, stay with us forever!" Beautiful.
RTM is in center city Philadelphia and they have bassett’s ice cream. Very high butter fat content. The Penna Dutch food is only one piece of the delightful puzzle. Impressive that you make your own noodles and pretzels. We have a convenience store chain here called WaWa and they always have soft pretzels. People often grab a pretzel or three to have for breakfast with a wa wa coffee. You don’t have to get the soft pretzels with butter at Miller’s. Personally I prefer not to gild the lily. Cdc likes tongue tacos or burritos. I am very fond of refried beans. It is best I order those out as I tend to add way too much bacon fat. I don’t know if you were on chowhound or not? One of the very famous members Sam I Am used to type to me once in awhile. One of our last conversations was about shad roe. It was very popular in these parts but is now a beach to find. I did get some once along with the shad, a boney dark meat fish. at Wegmans. Delish.
Your kind comments made me think of Sam I Am. I was givemecarbs on chowhound and I was lucky enough to interact with him there in the wee hours. I remember Sam “discussing” food waste with jfood and Sam typing that he though wasting food was a sin. Members loved Sam so much. I foolishly thought he seems cool but what is the big deal. Then I made a little post about taking chocolate chip cookies on a camping trip. The scales fell from my eyes as I read his reply. I did not just love him after that post I experienced true awe. Sam was the real deal.
I was BigG on CH. Name came from a James Brown song, couldn’t reuse here.
Tongue tacos are prized. The test is al pastor, IMHO. Hard to fake.
I have a lot to learn about tacos and such. The journey has been delicious. My wfd group enjoys tacos. A lot. Who could blame them? Was wondering if you had a visceral hatred of just the name Jim Leff? I have been calling his slog Mordor and his name he who shall not be named so as not to enrage people. Anyway I have a point. I get to it eventually. Jim Leff speaks fluent spanish and travels a lot. He has told people he does not eat tacos in the US. Since I am not traveling in the near future I am still bumbling around here. A place near here, in fact in the same little strip mall as the Polish deli keeps seducing me. I often get beef enchiladas To me, comfort food. I grin when they ask me for my sauce choice because I ask them to give me both red and green. I can manage enchiladas at home and they are fun to make. I don’t make my own enchilada sauce and prefer the premade green kiind but red will do. My favorite is ranch eggs. Tortilla, refried beans enhanced with bacon fat, fried eggs. I prefer mine over easy, and maybe some cheese. Salsa verde and medium hot salsa. Breakfast of Champions but we usually have this for dinner. Clearly I have so much more research to do.
I have my ink all planned. When I meet someone who has time to talk about their tattoos I always ask where they got them. The conversations are so much fun. The manager of our local Zoe’s told me he finds getting a new tattoo is his favorite thing to do. Very relaxing. Ok I got him to pull up his shirt and show me the ink on his chest. There was still one other table dining in at the time. Is there something wrong with me that I have so much fun? Probably. Love the Greek food at Zoe’s but there is a greek diner not all that far from me. Now I want moussaka. Soon Conan and I will have an ink date. He wants a raven. He is such a wimp I will have to get him drunk first. And that boy can drink! https://www.yelp.com/biz/zoes-kitchen-north-wales-2?osq=greek
Even though I group up in little eastern Europe, just north about 5 miles was our Mexican neighborhood, north of that a Puerto/Dominican enclave. I was an avid biker in high school, and foolishly gutsy. I was a wrestler, so, at the time, I had a bonehead mentality and would ride my bike anywhere. Learned a lot. To this day I’m friends with and Mexican Irish guy from the Mexican side. Funnest guy I know. Now he owns a bar. I want to visit him in a few weeks. Beck in the day, Taco Bell was what I knew about Mexican food. Went to my bud’s grandma’s house, and she set us up for lunch. I didn’t know what an albondiga was, sopapillas, papusas, little scared of menudo as a younger fella. One morning I made the ride and learned what chilaquiles are/is. With eggs, beans and rice. Rode home fat and happy. Foods memories are made of. Now I make the foods that made the memories. The circle is complete.
Then again, I love where I live now, Pure country, baby. I chat with some Amish gents, in their 20’s-40’s, in a wood mill I guy slab wood from. I love hearing some of the foods they miss. “Ya know, we never cook a whole hog anymore on Sundays. Then, use the skin as chips. Oh that skin, with a little fat on it. Make cracklins out of it. Just dip some bread in that melt.” Every time I think of that love for fat, I think of the price one must pay for great fat to eat at Fat in NYC. Dude’s brilliant; but commoners get access to some love, too.
I sure do miss a pork roast with a thick fat cap.
I was invited to a pig picking in Raleigh NC. There was beer involved and people were fighting over the cracklings. A barbecue place was closing for good once in Lansdale Pa and I went to get a last supper. It was cold as I was waiting near the barbecue pit and I stood there for warmth. I was a regular and one of the employees invited me to help myself to the brisket meat clinging to the huge grill. It was the perfect temperature. I ate the hell out of that warm charred brisket. So I ended up eating my meal the next day. Too full.
You really are possessed. Get help for your Jim Left addiction. It is not productive for the rest of us who would like to forget chowhound rather than being reminded of it in every God awful post celebrating his sainthood.
Jesus Christ.
I was on CH for a long time, and I don’t think I ever interacted with Jim Leff. There were so many others, and I’m glad to see familiar names here.
I did, a few times, when he responded to something I posted or vice versa. But he wasn’t around all that much by the time I started posting. Now and then.
Guess I missed that show. Joined late.
Many of us came here in 2015 or so
Rehashing all this in mid 2022 is tedious and defeats the purpose of this place.
My opinion entirely.
I sent him an email once, and accidentally addressed him as Jeff.
Apparently it happens a lot.
Sht, you been around. Yeah, let it die. I wish I knew about it then. I went to Food Banter, which was pretty odd, at times. I liked Ch, for the most part, and sure appreciate the nice folks at Hungry Onion for the loooove.
bbqboy is certainly entitled to his opinion. A very opinionated opinion. I have no problem with that.
But the fact that a moderator “liked” his post to another poster is somewhat disturbing. I know everyone likes you KimG, but this time I think you were a little out of line. jmo.
BS.
Respectfully.
Hi everyone, stepping in as moderator here to ask everyone to please keep things civil. Also, please keep in mind that all of us moderators are also members, so unless we specifically state we are posting in our moderator capacity, our posts, likes etc. are simply our personal opinions and not any type of official message from HO. Thanks!