I’d love for someone to review the last 48 hours of my life and explain to me how, exactly, I got conned into driving two entirely different groups of people out to eat at the exact same restaurant twice in 24 hours. I really, really want to know this. I can’t possibly be that gullible.
Incidentally, I’ve about had it with today; it’s been one lousy day from start until this exact moment. Thankfully, tomorrow is only 6 hours and 25 minutes away.
Tomorrow couldn’t possibly be worse… or could it?
Update: The guy who takes on the role of “surrogate older brother” in my life emailed the following theory:
Answer: there was a chick Chris thought was cute in one or both groups; a situation, like a black light on bodily fluids, that brings out the word "Doormat" on Chris' head.
While the latter part of the statement is sadly true, I’m afraid all seven people (actually six; one Danish guy talked his way into both groups) whose asses I hauled to dinner were male. What may be even sadder is that I enjoyed both events.
Eugene Volokh finds a shocking relationship between ice cream consumption and sex crimes. Fun with stats ensues.
(This item is blogged so I remember to shamelessly rip it off when I teach methods in the fall.)
Brian J. Noggle muses about Subway’s decision to stop giving out “Sub Club” stamps in some markets. Considering the existence of superior competitors, like Jimmy John’s and Lenny’s (to leave aside national chains like Quizno’s, Blimpie, and Schlotsky’s), I think Subway may be making just a minor tactical error here.
James Joyner links reviews of C2 by Meryl Yourish and Kevin Aylward.
I gave a fairly positive review to the product last weekend, which seemed to fit the general consensus until Ms. Yourish weighed in.
Update: Steven Taylor asks a question that proves he’s not a cola connoisseur.
I found some C2 at Wal-Mart tonight in the course of handing over a significant portion of my last paycheck to the Walton heirs. My general first impression is that it tastes like a slightly less syrupy version of regular Coca-Cola Classic; unlike, for example, Diet Coke,* it actually manages to evoke the flavor of regular Coke.
Since it is less syrupy than regular Coke, I’d imagine C2 probably makes a better mixer with vodka. Not having any vodka (or, for that matter, any hard liquor) on hand, such experiments will have to wait until at least Monday.
Update: Len Cleavelin also has a review of C2 that goes into more scientific detail.
* For some reason known only to the Coca-Cola gods, Diet Coke tastes nothing like Coca-Cola Classic and seems to have been more inspired by New Coke or Coke II; Diet Rite cola actually tastes much more like regular Coke, though somewhat less like Coke than C2 does.
For the second time in two days, I have been waited on at a restaurant on the Oxford Square (last night, Proud Larry’s; tonight, Old Venice Pizza Company) by a waitress with a stud nosering. I guess they must be “in” now.
James Joyner sides with Julian Sanchez against Radley Balko on the merits of government inspections of restaurants.
I’m pretty sure some libertarian—I want to say it was Charles Murray, in What It Means to Be a Libertarian—made an argument for optional regulation (not just for restaurants, but also in any regulated business): companies could choose to be regulated by the existing regulatory regime, or opt to not be regulated. In the latter case, the non-regulated companies would be required to display some “not regulated” symbol or disclaimer; of course, they could also opt for a private regulatory regime (like the ones Balko proposed hypothetically), and businesses would presumably show their “private stamp of approval” next to their “not regulated” symbol.
This is not unlike how university accreditation works in the U.S., although there is no legal requirement to put up a big “we’re not accredited” sign (at least, not that I’m aware of, although there are other meaningful disincentives—like denial of federal aid to students).
Via Will Baude
, I see that PG is doing a bit of tofu bashing
. Well I'll have none of that. Tofu is delicious and easy to prepare. In its defense, I present the following recipe for Crispy Tofu Cubes.
- 3/4 lb. firm tofu, cut into 1 inch cubes
- 1 1/4 cups peanut oil
- 1 oz. roasted peanuts
- 3 tbsp. peanut butter
- 1 tbsp. sugar
- 2 tbsp. water
- 2 tsp. rice vinegar
- 1 tbsp. finely chopped cilantro
- 1/2 tsp. salt
- 1/2 tsp. chili oil
- Sriracha chili sauce
Heat oil in wok until it almose smokes. Deep fry tofu cubes in 2 batches until lightly browned, drain well on paper towel. Combine sauce ingredients, except sriracha sauce, in food processor. Put a teaspoon of sriracha sauce on top of the peanut sauce, and serve with tofu cubes. Eat with chopsticks.
Heather L. Noggle has an open letter to the management of her local Schnuck’s regarding her recent purchase of pork chops, which didn’t quite live up to the “sell by” date that was advertised on the container.
Over at the Commercial Appeal, we learn that the Rendezvous has added vegetarian selections to its menu:
“Change is hard,” said owner John Vergos. “But we wanted to reach some of those groups who might not consider coming here because one or more of them didn’t eat meat.”
Well, sort of. Apparently vegetarians have two choices: red beans and rice, or a Greek salad.
It’ll take a better selection than that to get me to go to the Rendezvous. But I guess it’s a start.
Keith Burgess-Jackson is upset with the banner ads that Ads By Google is serving up at the head of Animal Ethics.
Over the course of a couple of reloads, I’ve seen ads for “Jackson Hole Choice Meats,” “SterlingSilverMeats.com,” “Prime Beef,” “USDA Certified Steaks,” and “Kobe Beef from $29.99.”
It seems that Google’s keyword technology can tell what a site is about, but can’t tell you whether the site is for or against it.
Rather than letting it ruin his day, I think Keith should try to find the humor in it. After all, these companies are presumably paying by the impression, and they aren’t likely to get any sales from these ads.
David Bernstein writes that the best deal for vegetarian fast food is the Taco Bell bean burrito at 79 cents.
I haven’t set foot in a Taco Bell in several years, myself. But if you are fortunate enough to live in a city with a Back Yard Burgers franchise, I highly recommend their Gardenburger. BYB is a little more expensive than the usual fast food dreck, but this is definitely a case of getting what you pay for.