T1B

Out here, this is what we eat.



If anybody knows of a better way to clog their arteries at 2:30 AM, I haven't heard it.

The only way that could be more Rochester is if there were white hots on that plate.

If you're wondering how to make this heavenly dish, wonder no more.

http://www.nyctshirts.com/omega/nicktahou.html

That looks downright atrocious.

Whataburger

That looks like what my ass spits the next morning after some binge drinking and a little Taco Cabana at 3am.



Fajita Taco dinner plate with queso and a cola please.

To be quite honest with you... when I get shitfaced, I have a tendency to eat Beaver!!

Out Here, it's the Original Hotcake House.

I'm sure Luth is at least vaguely familiar with it. 24 hour breakfast(and steak) cafeteria(sup Py).

Hit the Hotcake House around bar-closing time, and you will be treated to a freakshow of freakshows.

Back when I was a young'un, there was a place in Northwest called Quality Pie, aka QP(I'm guessing Luth was familiar with that one, too), and it made the freakshow at Hotcake House look tame by comparison. You could close the bar/party late, then go get a stack of pancakes or bisquits and gravy, and be treated to the sight of some punkerjunkie spiking up some heroin in the next booth, shortly before he passed out on the bench. This was pretty much a nightly occurance, but friday and saturday evenings were an extra-special treat.


Place closed years and years ago, and to this day, amongst my generation, QP is still the stuff of which legends are made.

Although...of the places I've gotten hammered in(most of the places I've ever been), I'll give the nod to San Francisco. Between the Tamale Lady and the Mission burrito joints, they've got the bar-closing eats going on.


Not that we don't have the street vendors offering up the eats around here as well, but even when I'm really hammered, shit still scares me. Although I have no problem buying it for homeless people who claim to be starving...I figure their immune systems must have some grit, living on the streets and eating out of dumpaters.

Actually, I thought Bsmacks picture looked pretty good if you ask me.

I've never actually been in QP...but I did eat once or twice at the Hotcake House. What a terlit that place was. I DO NOT want to hear from anybody from the U & L who might have worked there in the past. I DO NOT want to be vomiting for the rest of my natural life.

The burger topping to that Rochester delight reminds me of "Nick's Coney Island," on SE Hawthorne. I got Timmay to try the place out, but I warned him to take a handful of Tumms and some Gas X with him. He thanked me later as he had a pocket full of stomach meds to allow him to survive. I love the Coney's at Nicks, but God Almighty, that sauce has been in that cauldron on the burners of that oven non-stop for decades. It is one of those pots that you just add coney sauce to...you never actually clean the thing out. There is a distinct possiblity that you could manage to get a chunk of burger meat that missed the ladle since 1956.

One good thing about Nicks. You eat the double coney with onions and cheese, or go for the "Homerun" or whatever it is called (4 dogs on 2 buns, 1 roll of T.P. complimentary roll of tumms) and you will shit it all out within 4 hrs. Remember the shit scene in "Dumber and Dumber" ? Good, then you won't be shocked.

Rip City

Luther wrote:I've never actually been in QP

It's been gone for like 15 years or so.

"Nobody goes there anymore; it's too crowded."

--Yogi Berradale

Rip City

After a long night of drinking, I usually stuff my face full of Bace's pillows.


---zzubevol

Come on now Dins...the Dennys at Hall and 217.....stagger in the bitch at 2 am, the fucking place is full...freaks, bikers, cops, faggots....all slamming terrible food. Dudes chopping a quarter gram of blow on the table and snorting it, bags of weed being sold, flasks with whiskey. Fights in the parking lot, people passed out in the bushes and skanks giving blowjobs in an old pickup.

Little Black Sambos in Hillsboro was pretty much the same.

damn---some of those stories bring
back memories of my wilder times--
after closing the bar I'd head over to the nearby
greasy spoon diner--the short order guy was a friend--when he saw me sit down--he'd ask me
what I wanted (usually 2 eggs over easy/home fries
and sausage) and a plateful would be in front of me
right away--- I'm guessing it was someone elses
order !!
those kind of nights are long gone for me
*sigh*

Parthenon restaurant, State Street, Madison Wisconsin.

I do not drink and drive...the over-the-top bibbing stays home...and I usually make a sardine and okra omelette.

silvurna wrote:I do not drink and drive...the over-the-top bibbing stays home...and I usually make a sardine and okra omelette.

Two words... Designated Driver

One more word... Taxis

In College Station, TX after a night at the bars:

Freebirds Burrito



or Wings N More



In Bloomington, IN after a night at the bars:

La Bamba Burrito



or a Dagwoods Sandwich

Rack TTB although prefer Denny's waffles

When I got stinking drunk while in downtown Madison, I would either go to Zorba's, Casa Bianca (Sal's) or if it were a nice night, I would venture to Jinn's Fish and Chicken cart over on Langdon Street. A friend of mine ran the cart and I could usually sweetalk/bullshit my way into getting something free or at a reduced price. Usually when we would stumble there after bar time, there would be some good looking pink toe hotties out there for us to oogle whilst we consumed hot fish or chicken sandwiches. Very deece.

If you are drunk in the Chi and near any "urban" neighborhood on the South or West side of the city, I highly recommend stopping at a Harold's Chicken and getting some with the white bread, either the hot or mild sauce and the fries swimming in the hot sauce too. The first and best on is on Stony Island and I think around 90th street. When you go in, tell them I sent you and there shouldn't be any trouble.

TenTallBen wrote:

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Denny's for Country fried Steak and eggs, Hash Browns and toast.

IndyFrisco wrote: La Bamba Burrito

Rack it.

Uncle Fester wrote:

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Racks for the BlondieBabe reset

Luther wrote:"Nick's Coney Island," on SE Hawthorne. I got Timmay to try the place out, but I warned him to take a handful of Tumms and some Gas X with him. He thanked me later as he had a pocket full of stomach meds to allow him to survive.

to be fair and correct and stuff...

the first time at nicks I didn't heed the warnings of Loot-her. I was all "bwahahahaa! old fart can't hang with a coney dog, hahahahaha"

big mistake

I was wrecked for a whole weekend afte one coney and a couple budweisers (sorry dins, all they serve) Thats the last time I shined on Luth's gastro-advice

2 gas-x and half a roll of tums per coney is the perfect setup, as I've found on my return dining experiences at nick's.

*Nicks sidebar: dude that runs the place is the nastiest little prick ever One time I just sat there forever waiting to order and finally piped up "can I get a coney?" dude just looked at me and said "I'll have to go home and get one for ya" I just told him to make sure he brought back some mac salad too.

Vic:

Zorba's was pretty good, but the gyros at the Parthenon were more potent and pungent for my tastes. I never tried Sal's or Jinn's -- must have been after my time (I left MadTown in '86).

Taco Grande used to have giant burritos that were fantastic, but the place went out of business. I still wake up in the middle of the night sometimes with hunger pains and drive half-way to St. Paul before I wake up and remember that Taco Grande is no more.

Other Madison foods that I miss:

Rocky's pizza and breadsticks
Red brats in a basket from State Street Brats
Swiss burgers from the Laurel Tavern
Burgers from the Oakcrest Tavern
Lombardino's
Pizza Pit
Paisans

Cuda wrote:

Uncle Fester wrote:

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Racks for the BlondieBabe reset

Dear lord, that's awful. I'll go ahead and rack it though.

Wolfman wrote:damn---some of those stories bring
back memories of my wilder times

after closing the bar I'd head over to the nearby
greasy spoon diner

Whoa! Sounds like you really lived on the edge. Did you go over the speed limit on your way there too?

BSmack wrote:Out here, this is what we eat.



If anybody knows of a better way to clog their arteries at 2:30 AM, I haven't heard it.

The only way that could be more Rochester is if there were white hots on that plate.

If you're wondering how to make this heavenly dish, wonder no more.

http://www.nyctshirts.com/omega/nicktahou.html

Many of those in my younger days, although I always preferred the plate with cheeseburgers, not hot dogs. If anything, that's probably even worse for you.

Of course, you had to go downtown to get the real Nick's ambience (i.e., sharing a booth with prostitutes and drug dealers). Now the downtown Nick's closes early. :brad:

Edit: Damn, Bri, now you've got me wanting another one of those, and I'm not even drunk.

After a night of pounding a cooler of Diet Dr. Peppers, I like to settle in with a box of Jujubes, or if I'm feeling REALLY adventurous, some tortilla chips and a bowl of HOT salsa.

-Van

What an excitig life you all need. After a night of drinking, us real men fall into bed and sleep. If you are sober enough to eat, you ain't done drinking. if you have time between drinking and sleeping - drink some more

Pussies

Terry in Crapchester wrote:Many of those in my younger days, although I always preferred the plate with cheeseburgers, not hot dogs. If anything, that's probably even worse for you.

It probably is. I found a website where someone actualy estimated the amount of fat in the average cheeseburger plate. It comes to 93 grams of fat per plate. The average plate weighs in at 587 grams, Yep, that's about 15% total fat.

Of course, you had to go downtown to get the real Nick's ambience (i.e., sharing a booth with prostitutes and drug dealers). Now the downtown Nick's closes early. :brad:

Edit: Damn, Bri, now you've got me wanting another one of those, and I'm not even drunk.

Same here.

But the new legend for post consumption consumption is Voodoo Doughnut.



Right in the heart of the clubs, with some crazy assed doughnuts.

In addition to merely serving doughnuts, Voodoo also offers wedding ceremonies, doughnut eating contests, an "eat a bigass doughnut as fast as possible for the all-time record," they offer free lessons in Swahili, and they have live music there.


And they have the annual Cockfest -- it offers prizes to the dude who can stack the most doughnuts on his dick...and no, I'm not making that up.


The Cock and Balls Doughnut:





The Voodoo Doll:



They have feaured all sorts of crazy shit, including at one time a Nyquil and Pepto Bismol Doughnut.



Kinda caters to buzzed people.

But actually, my current favorite place to eat would be Jacksonville, Alabama.









Damn, she's so hot, I'd lick her butthole in front of my parents.

Not before you got your jaw broke by her Dad and that toungue of yours would be kinda' useless then, eh?

MgoBlue-LightSpecial wrote:

Wolfman wrote:damn---some of those stories bring
back memories of my wilder times

after closing the bar I'd head over to the nearby
greasy spoon diner

Whoa! Sounds like you really lived on the edge. Did you go over the speed limit on your way there too?

Rack. :)

This board hasn't made me laugh out loud in a good while until I came across this...

Dinsdale wrote:Damn, she's so hot, I'd lick her butthole in front of my parents.

War Wagon wrote:Not before you got your jaw broke by her Dad

Maybe so...I've heard them Alabamans don't cotton too well to other men messing with their girlfriends.

The phantorino wrote:What an excitig life you all need. After a night of drinking, us real men fall into bed and sleep. If you are sober enough to eat, you ain't done drinking. if you have time between drinking and sleeping - drink some more

Pussies

You must have never went to college, pussy. Drunks gotta eat.