bring more than a bottle of wine, bring more than a store-bought dessert. Arrive with something similarly elegant and homemade, like a butternut squash pavlova or some Portuguese egg tarts, to show that you understand the magnitude of getting an invitation to partake in beef Wellington and wish to earn your place at…

Edible house? Wonka can do those. Ya gotta eat it fast, though.

Aluminum was a precious metal back then.  it’s really reactive and it took a long time to figure out how to refine it from ore.

That’s way better than all those “clearly used to be a Pizza Hut” buildings which are now salons, tax preparers, and walk in clinics.

Maybe it’s half Gnaar

there’s a decent chance you have fond memories of the majestic Personal Pan Pizza, the prize awaiting any youngster who achieves their monthly reading goal in the Book It! program.

perspective must be messing with things, because that pizza looks like it’s an inch thick.

It is here. most likely not well known outside of SE Mich.

sometimes it really is just that simple.  thanks.

apparently you can find Sonoran dogs in Ferndale now, at Imperial.

it’s more that I took it as surprise that there’d be good Mexican food in Detroit.* I don’t know where you’re from, but at least around here the Mexicantown district is pretty well known. And is growing out into Lincoln Park and Melvindale. Over the past few years there’ve been Mexican food trucks setting up shop…

In Detroit.

this morning I heard Demetri Martin say “I wonder if the Guinness Book of World Records is in the Guinness Book of World Record as the book with the most world records.”

that’s crazy. at most I’d want to eat half of the sandwich with 2/3s of the meat taken off of it.

can’t beat some deli corned beef or pastrami sandwiches. Best described by Mitch Hedberg as “a cow with a cracker on either side.”

they might do it if you ask, for an upcharge.  never tried, though.

Cabbage!

Hey, neat! it sounds like something I’d enjoy.

When people ask me what I’d want my death row meal to be, I ask them, “What did I do?” And then they say, “It doesn’t matter, just answer the question,” and I’m like, “Well, it’s important to me!

Crash taste test dummy.  Love it.