SUPER BOWL SPECIAL!!
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You see the following slogan and ask yourself one of two things:
What were all those Looney Tunes going on about?
OR
Do we even have a Joe's Crab Shack here?
The answers:
For Faylunchin, eating at Joe's carried a more traditional meaning: SUPER BOWL SUNDAY!! That's right, an Englishman, a Chinese Man, and an Indian participated in what might be the most American past-time in history--besides getting drunk with fireworks, that is. And there is no other way of celebrating the NFL's final game than by cozying up to your friends, poppin' open some brewskis, and flippin' on that window-box....
Yes, that is possibly the stupidest sentence we've ever written. But who cares? Our friend Joe had all the food you could possibly ask for, a fridge full of beer, another cooler full of beer, and a very nice bathroom by which we might alleviate our bladders from all that BEER. How could we thank our friend for all his hospitality, and the offering of a great view of the game? Well, of course by dedicating a blog in his honor, whereby we might or might not absolutely rip on his food and service.
Noooo, we won't do that. Joe and Charlotte were kind enough to put up with three Divas for four hours--hastening to our every beck and call--and did so with exceptional class. So today, fans, we'll be offering but a taste of our evening. But don't worry, once you see all the food, you'll know that's one BIG BITE. Here goes...
The PRE-FOOD
What were all those Looney Tunes going on about?
OR
Do we even have a Joe's Crab Shack here?
The answers:
- No one really knows what those black and white psychopaths were doing, aside from habitual homicide attempts with Acme anvils.
- And no, the closest Crab Shack is in Branson, Missouri. Sorry!
For Faylunchin, eating at Joe's carried a more traditional meaning: SUPER BOWL SUNDAY!! That's right, an Englishman, a Chinese Man, and an Indian participated in what might be the most American past-time in history--besides getting drunk with fireworks, that is. And there is no other way of celebrating the NFL's final game than by cozying up to your friends, poppin' open some brewskis, and flippin' on that window-box....
Yes, that is possibly the stupidest sentence we've ever written. But who cares? Our friend Joe had all the food you could possibly ask for, a fridge full of beer, another cooler full of beer, and a very nice bathroom by which we might alleviate our bladders from all that BEER. How could we thank our friend for all his hospitality, and the offering of a great view of the game? Well, of course by dedicating a blog in his honor, whereby we might or might not absolutely rip on his food and service.
Noooo, we won't do that. Joe and Charlotte were kind enough to put up with three Divas for four hours--hastening to our every beck and call--and did so with exceptional class. So today, fans, we'll be offering but a taste of our evening. But don't worry, once you see all the food, you'll know that's one BIG BITE. Here goes...
The PRE-FOOD
The point of all Super Bowl parties is to cram as much food down your gullet while the pregame show goes on...right?
If that's true, then Faylunchin just dabbed their way into the Super Bowl party hall of fame. Do you see the epic snack collection congregated on Joe's table? We had an amazing Guacamole serving and Ranch dip (with your choice of On The Border tortilla chips or Ruffles [none of that off-brand scruff]), Arkansas cheese dip, crunchy Peanut Brittle picked right off the Peanut Brittle tree, Chex Mix, a compendium of Hot and Spicy Southern Fried Chicken, Harvey's BBQ pulled chicken (not to be confused with Corky's pulled pork), Mike's store-bought Mississippi Mud cake, and for those easy-to-please party-goers, a pan of Qi's world-famous white rice.
If that's true, then Faylunchin just dabbed their way into the Super Bowl party hall of fame. Do you see the epic snack collection congregated on Joe's table? We had an amazing Guacamole serving and Ranch dip (with your choice of On The Border tortilla chips or Ruffles [none of that off-brand scruff]), Arkansas cheese dip, crunchy Peanut Brittle picked right off the Peanut Brittle tree, Chex Mix, a compendium of Hot and Spicy Southern Fried Chicken, Harvey's BBQ pulled chicken (not to be confused with Corky's pulled pork), Mike's store-bought Mississippi Mud cake, and for those easy-to-please party-goers, a pan of Qi's world-famous white rice.
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PEYTON: "But aren't you guys thirsty?! How you gonna wash down all that magic meat? Budweiser?
Faylunchin: "Calm down, Mr. Manning. Joe's got us covered. You should see inside his fridge. The man has great taste."
PEYTON: "Does he have BUDWEISER?"
Faylunchin: "Maybe, somewhere deep in his fridge. Maybe. But look, he's got a whole cooler dedicated to beers from Colorado. That's all in honor of your team, the Broncos."
PEYTON: "But does he have BUD--"
Faylunchin: "Okay, okay. We get it, Peyton. You like Budweiser products. Maybe we can pick up this interview later."
Faylunchin: "Calm down, Mr. Manning. Joe's got us covered. You should see inside his fridge. The man has great taste."
PEYTON: "Does he have BUDWEISER?"
Faylunchin: "Maybe, somewhere deep in his fridge. Maybe. But look, he's got a whole cooler dedicated to beers from Colorado. That's all in honor of your team, the Broncos."
PEYTON: "But does he have BUD--"
Faylunchin: "Okay, okay. We get it, Peyton. You like Budweiser products. Maybe we can pick up this interview later."
Yes, folks. There was beer, as well as other beverages, both libation and boring soda. Joe and Charlotte even had a water purifier with both a charcoal and fluoride filter. Fancy! But while the beer was entertaining (in this case, more entertaining than the actual Super Bowl), the food was the true MVP.
(photo courtesy of denverbroncos.com)
VON: "Hey, I thought I was the MVP."
Faylunchin: "You were, Von, you were. Calm down."
Faylunchin: "You were, Von, you were. Calm down."
THE FOOD-FOOD
Not pictured: Charlotte's amazing juicy vegetarian shish kabobs (I think they were eaten up too fast).
What we have here is the classic complement to all things football: Cheeseburgers (with some swanky Cheddar Cheese), baked beans paired with minced peppers (so good!), bratwursts primed to explode upon each bite, and of course a nice pint of beer to wash it all down.
PEYTON: "You talkin' about BUD--"
Pipe down, Peyton! Take a good glance at the plates we constructed on this day. More specifically, take a look at Qi's plate. Go ahead, take your time studying the majesty of it's conception. Qi has layered every possible side on top of his burger. That's your basic lettuce, tomato, and onion combo, but meshed even further with Guacamole dip, copious amounts of mayonnaise and ketchup, and oh yes, Harvey's pulled chicken as the topper. Magnifique, Qi! Très Bien!
What we have here is the classic complement to all things football: Cheeseburgers (with some swanky Cheddar Cheese), baked beans paired with minced peppers (so good!), bratwursts primed to explode upon each bite, and of course a nice pint of beer to wash it all down.
PEYTON: "You talkin' about BUD--"
Pipe down, Peyton! Take a good glance at the plates we constructed on this day. More specifically, take a look at Qi's plate. Go ahead, take your time studying the majesty of it's conception. Qi has layered every possible side on top of his burger. That's your basic lettuce, tomato, and onion combo, but meshed even further with Guacamole dip, copious amounts of mayonnaise and ketchup, and oh yes, Harvey's pulled chicken as the topper. Magnifique, Qi! Très Bien!
THE ANTICS
To be honest, we didn't party quite as hard as we used to in our teens and twenties. To be even more honest, we couldn't really party as hard as we used to. Our bodies just won't hold up. Yet, that didn't stop us from making a few friends, most of them having fur and tails. Nor did it stop Mike from spilling beer down his pants, or at least that's the excuse he gave...
To be honest, we didn't party quite as hard as we used to in our teens and twenties. To be even more honest, we couldn't really party as hard as we used to. Our bodies just won't hold up. Yet, that didn't stop us from making a few friends, most of them having fur and tails. Nor did it stop Mike from spilling beer down his pants, or at least that's the excuse he gave...
So, on top of the food and drink, we had many things to be thankful for. Joe had a very soft couch, which Harvey and Qi took great advantage of. Joe had pleasant pets: Timmy the Dog, and Macie the Cat. Joe had great pants that he lent Mike after an embarrassing incident with beer. All in all, the evening was as enjoyable as a Super Bowl could be. And seeing as how Joe is a blatant Broncos fan, he didn't kick us out after the game.
And so, despite the fact that we have no overall score, we will elect Joe as our Celebrity Winner. Cheers, mate!
And so, despite the fact that we have no overall score, we will elect Joe as our Celebrity Winner. Cheers, mate!
But wait! We've got another guest with something to say. Yes, Cam?
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Thanks, buddy! We do have a great blog, you're right.
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