Big Beef City posted:

uber_stoat posted:

Tawny Kitaen just died. here's some Americana for you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WyF8RHM1OCg

redgubbinz posted:

Hell yeah, your aunt Jackie owned

Big Beef City posted:

My mom is the youngest of 4 sisters.
I am an only child. Thus, the last kid of the last sister.

Her OLDEST sister, was diagnosed with diabetes at a time when giving insulin to yourself was available, but still a burden and awkward.
Now, I'm gonna cut to the chase here, her oldest sister decided "gently caress it" and lived her adult life like she wanted to. She was strongly intellectually oriented, loved star trek, Carl Sagan, and being an independent single woman who would not let anyone take care of her.
She owned her own home. And she always had a fondness for hotrods. Racing boys and blowing out glass pack exhausts on whatever car she could afford to put them on as long as my mom had known her.
She was also my mom's idol.

By the time I was born, she was sort of a ghost of herself, the 'betus taking a lot from her, but what I remember is that she still owned the house she bought. And my dad helped her cut her lawn (she did all the rest of her chores, mind you, and even some of the lawn) with a REEL mower. Note: I was born in '81, and I was old enough to remember all this poo poo, so we're talking 85-89 a single woman dying of diabetes taking care of her own property and chores using a push mower in the mid 80's and not because she HAD to, she demanded it. She had offers to move off the land, sell it, and the family could have done a number of things to change this. No dice.

Anyway, where I'm going with this is; I personally most remember my aunt because she still drove one of these:



And would come roaring up our country driveway to take me, a young kid between the ages of 4 and 7 years old to go get strawberry pancakes at Big Boy. My Favorite. And then drive me around in her spaceship car.

Aunt Jackie, I still miss ya.


So when I think of "Big Boy", I think of my aunt Jackie and rides in that car.

e: you're gonna laugh at it and make fun of me. That's no poo poo what happened. She stuck her whole life into a little house outside of nowheresville Midwest and somehow had that car (it might have been a 78 or 79) but it was no poo poo real. Just her, in a 'I'm NOT living in a trailer park' type house, and that car, with a reel mower, dead by diabetes by 45. Took me for rides in that poo poo to go get pancakes and talk about her and my moms love of star trek. A goon was born, baby.

Aardvark! posted:

Outrail posted:

This is criminal activity

Smugworth posted:

If putting a weiner in loose meat is wrong, I don't wanna be right

Gutter Phoenix posted:

Is that meat? I thought it was dog poo poo.

Smugworth posted:

If putting a weiner in loose meat is wrong, I don't wanna be tight

Big Beef City posted:

My mom is the youngest of 4 sisters.
I am an only child. Thus, the last kid of the last sister.

Her OLDEST sister, was diagnosed with diabetes at a time when giving insulin to yourself was available, but still a burden and awkward.
Now, I'm gonna cut to the chase here, her oldest sister decided "gently caress it" and lived her adult life like she wanted to. She was strongly intellectually oriented, loved star trek, Carl Sagan, and being an independent single woman who would not let anyone take care of her.
She owned her own home. And she always had a fondness for hotrods. Racing boys and blowing out glass pack exhausts on whatever car she could afford to put them on as long as my mom had known her.
She was also my mom's idol.

By the time I was born, she was sort of a ghost of herself, the 'betus taking a lot from her, but what I remember is that she still owned the house she bought. And my dad helped her cut her lawn (she did all the rest of her chores, mind you, and even some of the lawn) with a REEL mower. Note: I was born in '81, and I was old enough to remember all this poo poo, so we're talking 85-89 a single woman dying of diabetes taking care of her own property and chores using a push mower in the mid 80's and not because she HAD to, she demanded it. She had offers to move off the land, sell it, and the family could have done a number of things to change this. No dice.

Anyway, where I'm going with this is; I personally most remember my aunt because she still drove one of these:



And would come roaring up our country driveway to take me, a young kid between the ages of 4 and 7 years old to go get strawberry pancakes at Big Boy. My Favorite. And then drive me around in her spaceship car.

Aunt Jackie, I still miss ya.


So when I think of "Big Boy", I think of my aunt Jackie and rides in that car.

e: you're gonna laugh at it and make fun of me. That's no poo poo what happened. She stuck her whole life into a little house outside of nowheresville Midwest and somehow had that car (it might have been a 78 or 79) but it was no poo poo real. Just her, in a 'I'm NOT living in a trailer park' type house, and that car, with a reel mower, dead by diabetes by 45. Took me for rides in that poo poo to go get pancakes and talk about her and my moms love of star trek. A goon was born, baby.

spookykid posted:

We hate Chicago "food".

Pennywise the Frown posted:

I don't understand the "you can't make XYZ around these parts." Like, if someone from there moves here, they can make it. But due to the geographical location, apparently it's different, regardless if it's from a native. Mexican food is HUGE with that. If you're not in Mexico, you are completely unable to make Mexican food. Apparently. Despite the massive Mexican population here. It's white people pretentious bullshit.

uber_stoat posted:

Tawny Kitaen just died. here's some Americana for you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WyF8RHM1OCg

Greatest Living Man posted:

Is that a nip slip at 2:19?

zedprime posted:

From my desire to know more about Maid Rite I found this



The TM really makes it but there's something ominous with the phrasing "we don't really know why the gum started but it's here to stay"

Aardvark! posted:

Bouillon Rube posted:

BEST BAR-B-Q
_{*in Indiana}

quote:

This total comfort food is so basic. With only a few ingredients and easy slow cooker prep, I can see why it has become a regional favorite. One article I read said it was often served in prison and should stay there. LOL! 

hawowanlawow posted:

That's a sauce-agnostic chicken and carb delivery system, squirt any flavor you want in there

Taeke posted:

horror, disgust, ridicule and nostalgia

Aardvark! posted:

I've looked through a half dozen recipes and so far haven't seen a single person suggest any kind of additional things to make it actually taste good

anyway enjoy another ingredients pic and also this snippet from the long opening story paragraph of one of the recipes

Teriyaki Hairpiece posted:

I still want to try mock apple pie

Aardvark! posted:

check out the ingredients for an "Ohio pulled chicken sandwich"



the directions are "put everything in a pot until warm"

Aardvark! posted:

wtf

Aardvark! posted:

wtf

Aardvark! posted:

wtf

Cloks posted:

i think this was either a great depression or wartime thing?

e: yeah it's a great depression recipe. a lot of "americana" comes from making due with what was available or safe to eat