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Sunday, June 18, 2006

Some chef poseurs over at Slate have spent the better part of a week faking orgasms over the Big Green Egg and congratulating each other over their prowess at the grill! Grasshoppers! They have become aware that you can grill when it’s raining if you have a covered grill (DUH!) and even in winter, but one of ‘em gave the Olympian pronouncement that you “can’t grill indoors.” Like, get an imagination – isn’t that why you guys earn the big bucks? Put a Balinese grill in your fireplace.   Gotta give ‘em the extra credit though, for linking to the classic Cornell Chicken recipe. I grew up on that, free barbecue chicken at the Corn City Festival in Deshler, Ohio. Chickens provided by the aptly-named Koopenhoffer Brothers, meticulously seared to a crispy finish by the town elders, lovingly served with a slice of Wonder Bread painted with melted butter. That is where my passion for grilling began and I never knew where the recipe came from until now – the egg in the sauce, that’s the touch of genius.       5:08:48 PM    comment []

Enough of the face transplant bullshit already!   If you’re gonna do this, it should be a “Don’t ask, cont tell” operation. Don’t plaster grotesque Mengelean photos on pages I go to for NEWS. This is not news. It is not science - it’s a friggin' freak show.   Quit!       5:33:52 AM    comment []

Once in each lifetime, all members of my religious group are required to complete a pilgrimage to Clyde, Ohio, to the G&R Tavern to have a fried bologna sandwich. They say the bologna is made especially for them, but I suspect it is made at Mom Wilson’s on Route 23, north of Delaware, just a few miles away. I was a fool. I lived near Waldo, in Columbus, for nearly 25 years but never made the holy journey even though I frequently saw the roadside signs. But I’m headed up to Buckeye country at the end of July and plan to complete the quest on this trip. I’ll keep updating here, for anyone who wants to join me there, midsummer, for the holy communion of fried bologna and a tall cool one.     4:38:05 AM    comment []