Here’s Obama at Mrs. Wilkes Boarding House Restaurant in Savannah, Georgia the other day. Southern soul food at it’s finest! I like the Secret Service guy eyein’ the biscuits. Why am I not surprised our President specifically asked for a wing? Also, comparing us to hungover drunks was pretty damn awesome.
Congrats to Logorama for the Oscar! In light of the pertinent conversation regarding corporate marketing and branding, check out this video of Ronald and his cohorts, painting the town red. Or something.
Jack N’ The Box looks hot.
Here’s the brief trailer for Logorama. Is that redundant?
Or “Latunch”, I guess. Late Lunch. Skim’s Huevos Rancheros: Blue Corn Tortillas, Fried Eggs, Chorizo, Black Beans, Beer-braised Onions, Yellow Peppers & Mushrooms, Goat Cheese Cheddar, & Roasted Jalapeño Hot Sauce. Blauw. I also have a chicken roasting for post-Oscar’s. Garlic, orange, thyme & rosemary.
This is a starting list of things that bother me about food and the food industry. Notice I say “starting” because I really do have a ton of these things on a list sitting right in front of me and I didn’t come anywhere close to putting a dent on them with 5. Read on, Players.
I saw this the other day and thought, “Oh! I must add this to my Hooters repertoire!” Many of you know that I go there to watch my UFC and munch on some fried pickles. Well, here’s a clip from the new show “Undercover Boss” where the CEO of Hooters pretends to not be a herb and work the floor at the classy joint. The manager, Jimbo, suggests the girls eat a plate of baked beans with a quickness to see who goes home early. It’s like having a Blowjob shot. No hands!
Note: Some people may think the CEO should have stuck up for the girls. Um…that would blow his cover, duh. It’s called “Undercover Boss.” Also, I think it’s funny this episode aired on Valentine’s Day.
I just noticed that the last few posts all have sex starved sluts in them. Hmmmm…Quick, someone give me a picture of Katie Couric or Jay-Z. Yes, they are the anti-sex to me. Ugh. If I were a waterfall and Katie Couric stopped by, I’d dry the fuck up.
Miss Katie. Ugh. What’s that Smell? says Jay-Z.
(Don’t hate). 
Saturday, at Blue Apron Foods in Park Slope, we’ll be selling Skimkim Foods from 11:30am-2pm. Let’s sell out! Later, I’ll be djin’ at Lucky Strike in Soho and Ricardo will be at Alchemy in BK. NYC, you are on lock.
Note: Her tanline is funny to me.
Finally, The Secret to Life…Revealed. Or at least to vinaigrette. Come on, you think Imma make the Quest so easy? No.
And do stuff with me this weekend. Blue Apron & Lucky Strike. If I don’t see you at least once this weekend, you hate me. (links above and below)
No, they don’t have fried chicken at Blue Apron in Park Slope. But they do have stuff there to make your fried chicken even better. It could even taste as good as this woman is making hers out to be. Hm…try some Incredible Hulk Skimchee. Or butter your biscuit with Kimchee Butter. Oh man. This bitch would faint. Go grab a jar of both. Go impress your friends with your culinary knowledge.
It’ll be up tomorrow, ladies n’ gents. You should obviously read it. It’s about sex and chocolate. SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE CHOCOLATE
