Archive for the ‘cuisine’ Category

you have to admit…

September 14, 2009

…We’ve all been there. You know, those days where you just want to eat the fuck out of some taco bell or McDonald’s or you just want a whopper. There is definitely something inherently wrong about these places, and I’m not talking about weight gain. I think about my blood flow, my heart, my DNA — but I know that eating faux food every once in a while isn’t such a bad thing. It keeps me in line and I don’t sell out to the foodies of San Francisco. When everyone judges the lower class for eating fast food, I understand that sometimes you need to eat a meal for under $4 and there aren’t daily farmers markets in the ghetto. But I still sneak in and out of Mickey D’s, feeling the foodies’ judging eyes. Even now, while confessing these urges to the Internet, I feel the guilt tingling my hands as I type. Maybe that’s the heart disease. Do your hands tingle when you have heart disease? That seems like something that should happen.

Fortunately, I’m not alone. Even celebrities, such as uber-famous comedian, Michael Ian Black, fall victim to the hunger. Michael explains his thought process while visiting a taco bell out of convenience:

The other day I told my wife I was going to the bank, which I did. But then I also went to Taco Bell without telling her. I felt extremely guilty about that, like I had betrayed some kind of trust. I had, but it was with my lower intestine, not with her. When I got back, she didn’t ask why the trip had taken so long and I didn’t volunteer the information. Had she asked, I would have told her and she would not have cared but it is hard to maintain emotional neutrality about Taco Bell; I don’t think there is a person on this earth who can say, “I just ate at Taco Bell” without wincing.

Click the link to read about a few of my favorite heart-stopping popular fast food joints (in no particular order). (more…)


when comfort food isn’t very comforting.

August 10, 2009

railhead, i miss you.

you know, san francisco doesn’t have any good barbecue places. this is true. memphis minnie’s tastes okay, but it’s extremely yuppified. who eats barbecue on a french roll? yuppies. it’s all about wonder bread — i think this may be exclusive to texas. drugs barbecue (baby blue’s) is awful. they managed to fuck up the pulled pork, corn bread, beans, AND the sweet tea. i still don’t understand why these places are always packed tight. it only leads me to believe that san francisco foodies’ taste buds are influenced by the amount of dollar signs on yelp. perhaps i’m wrong. that doesn’t change the fact that there are no good barbecue places in san francisco proper. i miss texas.