Twice this week, I’ve seen articles on Hot Dog Towers.
In these uncertain economic times, I think the privileged are trying to prove they have low class authenticity beyond driving $90k pickup trucks that never carry anything more complicated than their groceries.
imma say “nope” to the pickle fountain, but - hear me out - olives.
fill the tiers with a variety of green olives; queen manzanilla olives, jalapeno stuffed olives, even pearl onions. now, pipe in ice-cold gin, keep it cold, flowing over the olives – Martini Fountain!
just serve the pickles on a plate like any self-respecting Southern host and make sure everyone uses the damn pickle forks (or toothpicks, ya cheap-ass).
keep that gin frosty!
I’ll take both a pickle and olive fountain, as long as there is also cheese.
To combine the two perhaps a pickled egg fountain would work?
I tried to find an authentic picture of a dusty jar of grey sludge and floaty bits but big chicken seems to have removed them.
Genius!
Many Western composers were influenced by Gamelan music. One example, it being absolutely wild and fun, is Olivier Messiaen’s Turangalîla-Symphonie—his “ode to joy”—with its commissioned composition starting in 1946, perhaps celebrating the end of WWII. The symphony is worth a listen if only for the use of the Ondes Martenot. Here’s a small cut from the near 1.5 hour symphony:
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Not sure where else to put this. I can’t even come up with a witty pun
Watership Down had police rabbits in it. They were…not the good guys.
Still, I suppose if someone cast a spell so that all cops were buns, the world would be a better place.
Posted this in th’ Food Thread, too, also
This guy’s stuff is great!
Bunco Squad obviously. 
All Coney’s Are Bad?
And people could say ACAB and be genuinely happy about it!
