Saw this over on MissionMission and now I’m wondering why I haven’t tried Good Foods bbq yet. I knew about dude but damn I didn’t know they had it like that. I’m gonna have to holler at the Eliminator. I’m never really in a rush to try any bay area bbq because that it’s typically weak as shit. Shouts to Gorilla in Pacifica though, they are the best spot in the bay that I’ve had so far. I need to fuck with the Alemany Farmers Market again soon, last time I was down there El Huarache Loco had the game on lock. Maybe next weekend I’ll ride to the darkside of the Bernal and fuck with it.
Archive for the ‘Sandwiches’ Category
Hey are you a lazy piece of shit who enjoys consuming bullshit because some fucking dickhead decided to sell it to you via your lying robot box of plastic dreams? Well guess what shit for brains, Stouffers now has a microwavable toasted sub for you to shove into you fucking face. Impossible you say? Wipe the hot pocket cum stains off your greasy lips and listen to the magic! (more…)
My Italian godfather makes soppressada (or supersata) in his basement every fall. Being that he lives in North East Pennsylvania, he’s been experimenting with venison this past season.
A late night trip to Waffle House after our monthly homebrew club meeting resulted in this masterpiece.
Years ago when Sarah and I were dating I was invited to her Dad’s house for Christmas dinner. He and his 3rd or 4th wife (I forget) cooked a pork loin on their rotisserie way too long and that fucking thing was like eating sawdust. Luckily there was some applesauce on the table so I dipped a cut of my pork loin in there before every bite. I looked around and it seemed to catch on because nobody was saying shit except asking people to “pass the applesauce”.
So here I took the classic pork and apples to another level by making a sandwich using pan-seared, thin cut pork chops seasoned with salt, black pepper and minced rosemary- the buns consisted of assorted apple pastries.
On Friday I went to JB’s Place over in Potrero Hill. The menu said they made a chili cheese dog sandwich so I ate it. I tried to pick it up but that didn’t work out too well. Only thing about it that kind of sucked was the bread was tuff to eat after it got soggy. That shit needs to be a soft roll because ripping apart a sandwich full of chili cheese gets messy as fuck.
Saturday I went to Los Jarritos and ate some chilaquiles. They were really good. First time I’d been to this spot for breakfast but they were doing it hella proper. Chilaquiles are pretty much the best thing you can eat for breakfast. The best way to describe them is to think of breakfast nachos with eggs, sometimes meat. They are kind of like Migas but not really. Either way if you don’t know then get learned because they are the truth.
For lunch I decided to finally stop by this Taco Truck over in Potrero Hill. I’d seen it but the name threw me off, Liz & Gaby. I just imagined some old lesbian couple running the shit, I’m talking like grey haired buzz cuts, wear crocs, and ride harleys. You know, Liz and Gaby, after their trip to mexico where they bought wooden dolls and went on hikes for a Teva experience. Well they decided to open their own taco truck. Problem is they can’t cook, so inside of the truck we have to latino dudes and no old lesbian couples to be found. (more…)