Friends of mine in VA wanted me to move to DC and open a Mexican food joint. I knew better: the best way to end up with a small fortune in the restaurant biz is to start with a large one, and I ain’t got a large one.
It’s a bit unfair to call Dr Walske a one trick pony; he can do other things. He helped the Dane kill Claire. If they meet up again, he may also be able to run and hide.
Hey, Salty! buy ingredients, cook as you learned from acquaintance. Or have acquaintance over to cook.
Or don’t be so dumb and move to New Mexico. I like it here. The ‘border’ area is
the most peaceful part of the country. Not much happens here since they killed
Billy the Kid.
BUT THE FOOD…..took me several years to get capable of eating fairly hot food.
Y’oughta come now, it’s tamales season and the Indians are dancing at Tortugas.
IF you know where to eat. There’s probably a dozen places in our area, we’ll eat at two. One of them is a flat-out menace. My wife had three visiting scientists come to town, they ate at The Menace because it was located conveniently next to Walmart, and two of them were incapacitated for two days.
You know what’s really impossible? Getting good Mexican food on the East Coast.
Sure you can, you just need to know where to look!
Learn to make it and you can find it anywhere.
Not without the ingredients…
Trying to make enchiladas in Boston circa 1977 we finally found some tortillas. They were in round flat cans.
Good chiles are hard to find.
Sounds like the time Rincewind learnt how to find food in the desert: you lift up a rock and there’s a jam sandwich under it.
Friends of mine in VA wanted me to move to DC and open a Mexican food joint. I knew better: the best way to end up with a small fortune in the restaurant biz is to start with a large one, and I ain’t got a large one.
Mexican food gives me the runs.
Dana Andrews said prunes gave him the runes…
Where are my readers? For a moment I thought you said it gives you the nuns.
Mexican food given to me by nuns?
Mexico is a majority-RC country, so it’s not impossible (or even more not impossible than usual).
“We’ve flattened their fingers, we’ve branded their buns. Nothing is working…send in the nuns!”
I wasn’t expecting the Brooksish Inquisition….
There was a good Mexican place in the middle of Philadelphia 30 years ago … mightcould still be there.
Suddenly I feel old.
Do you remember the name or approximate address? Not that I’m in Philadelphia, but I might be someday.
The incredible is routine, and the impossible just takes a little longer.
1. Nothing is impossible.
2. The impossible takes a long time.
Therefore, doing nothing takes a long time.
The “difficult” I believe right away. The “impossible” sometimes takes a little longer.
– Col. Wilhelm Klink
The difficult
I’ll do right now
The impossible
Will take a little while
– Billy Holiday
In the manner of Pavlov’s dogs, Sweetheart has learned not to say the I-word in front of Dr. Walske.
Not only that, but blatantly and with a completely straight face ripped his bit right out from underneath him!
There are always certain hazards to being a one trick pony and this is among them. ^_^
It’s a bit unfair to call Dr Walske a one trick pony; he can do other things. He helped the Dane kill Claire. If they meet up again, he may also be able to run and hide.
I’m not sure she would have used the i-word in this context anyway.
But why did Pavlov teach his dogs not to say the I-word in front of Dr. Walske?
Because they don’t carry bells?
What’s his shirt say?
Genocide?
Genocide is St. Charlie’s fusion polka band, playing alt Friday’s at the band stand near the White Castle.
Judging from what I can see on this and the next couple strips, I’m guessing it says “MENDOSA”. Why it would say that, I’m not sure.
Hey, Salty! buy ingredients, cook as you learned from acquaintance. Or have acquaintance over to cook.
Or don’t be so dumb and move to New Mexico. I like it here. The ‘border’ area is
the most peaceful part of the country. Not much happens here since they killed
Billy the Kid.
BUT THE FOOD…..took me several years to get capable of eating fairly hot food.
Y’oughta come now, it’s tamales season and the Indians are dancing at Tortugas.
I am shocked they don’t stream Zozobra online, I watched it on TV as a kid and get homesick every August.
IF you know where to eat. There’s probably a dozen places in our area, we’ll eat at two. One of them is a flat-out menace. My wife had three visiting scientists come to town, they ate at The Menace because it was located conveniently next to Walmart, and two of them were incapacitated for two days.
Now if anybody else pinches my phrase I’ll throw them under a camel.
“Last time on Mission Not-That-Easy-But-Should-Be-Manageable-If-You-Put-Some-Time-And-Effort-Into-It…”
For extracting, maybe a good pair of pliers…
What’s it called?
Dammit, that was a reply to the Mexican food conversation that misfired.
You’d think he’d learn. The last time he did his bit, he was shanghaied into proving what was said to be “impossible” wasn’t by doing it himself.