just call me horchata

Tater salad, Brunswick stew, hushpuppies, giant piece of fried chicken, iced tea. OMG!

We got some cheap little noodle bowls for late-night snacks. Right on the label it says, "serving suggestion - top with grilled shrimp."

Oh yeah, right! Maybe I need a side of New York Strip to go with it.

These are just little noodle snacks meant to calm down the beer munchies at 3 AM. There's not a chance in hell that I'm going to have a steak, or grilled shrimp, casually lying around as a topping.

Well, on the other hand, I have been to post-bar parties where someone has yanked hundreds of dollars worth of steaks out of the freezer and thrown them on a triple wide gas grill as the sun was coming up. Maybe they regretted it after sobering up, but the guests ate well!

At last, organic instant oatmeal that tastes good. Many of the products at the health food store taste dag nasty, but not these. I bought a carton of flax milk the other day just to see, and it was insipid.

The significance of the "organic" label may not last all that long now. Manufacturers push hard to get just one more little thing approved and still call it organic. Maybe one day the Big Mac will carry the label.

I rarely buy the Quaker brand anymore since the day I saw Quaker instant grits with imitation ham bits on the shelf. Just seeing the package made my stomach quiver. The ingredients list reminded me of the periodic table of the elements.

These are yummy:

Actually it's chicken souvlaki.

There's an honest-to-goodness pub in the downtown of my city. The menu and beer/lager/ale selection are stellar, plus it's just a fun place to be.

This afternoon, one diner in my party ordered what is seen in the picture below, a meatloaf sub with Tater Tots. It seemed bizarre to me and made me laugh. That's drinkin' (or whatever) food!