Europe is undergoing a bit of panic because of horse meat allegedly 
being mixed with beef and being sold to the public. Well, I’m here to 
tell you that horse meat ain’t all that bad and when mixed with beef in 
the correct proportion, it is much better than beef alone. When I was a 
kid, there was a burger joint which sold the best sandwiches in town but
 it had a reputation of using some horse meat mixed with beef for the 
meat patties. I’m not saying it is true about the rumor but once it was 
out and about, the little restaurant’s business declined to where it 
finally had to close. After 30 years, it reopened on the same spot but 
by then, demographics of shifting population insured it could not 
succeed. However, Steve and I did sample the burgers and they seemed to 
taste the same as I remembered them form the 1950′s. Do I believe the 
food contained horse meat? I doubt it it did. Most likely the rumor 
sprang from a competitor and the unique flavor of the burgers came from 
spices known only to the proprietor but they were tasty even if they 
once did pull a plow.
I am about sick of the Danica Patrick hoopla. For one thing, she is a
 cutie-pie but has never asked me for a date. Second, NASCAR and its 
talking heads press corps have her on a throne–watch out Vatican, she 
could be elected Pope by the racing crowd. Third, she is a cutie-pie but
 has never asked me for a date. Actually, I think she and immensely 
popular Dale Earnhardt Jr. should breed up a few kids; any one of their 
brats could easily be a world dictator or at least King of the South. Oh
 Danica, please ask me for a date! Another thing, why is junior so 
popular? He hasn’t won many races; he doesn’t drive the Budweiser car, 
and he has come nowhere close to winning a championship. Of course, he 
is daddy’s boy and daddy had a big reputation as a red neck bad guy who 
gave no quarter on the track. Junior inherited the adoration of the fans
 when his dad was killed; he certainly hasn’t earned it. Okay Danica, 
you can play hard to get for now but I’ll be here when you come begging.
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