How We Decided Where to Eat Lunch

Yesterday, Cedric and I ran into each other at a corporate coffee spot on Battleground near our respective workplaces.

Such an omen on a Tuesday surely signified that we were meant to have lunch together. Here's our run down of the options. Cause that's what we do when a decision needs to be made and we don't have time for a proper bone consultation ceremony.

Sushi Republic: if Patrick is slingin' and if we feel like we can cram lunch into 35 minutes (b/c of driving time and Tate Street parking bullshit)

Saffron (for the lunch buffet): possibility of encountering participants from the hipster olympics eating samosas, smoking,and crocheting owl-shaped change purses. Hipsters love Indian food. (might be expensive- we may need to dip into our trust funds!)

Pita Delite: because they will say "HELLO LADIEEEEES" to us

Mickey D's: to celebrate JT's concert on HBO ("i'm lovin it") and to soak up the AWESOME service (the one at Friendly's, not the one at Cone and Battleground)

Earth Fare: if we need to poo, lots of high fiber options here

Jimmy Johns: in case we're in the mood for mayonnaise

Biscuitville: because if we can catch them before 2:00, why the hell not??!

Lucky 32: to revel in the Herb Ritts-like photography that has (Nancy) graced its walls since the early 90s!

FYI, we ended up at Q'Doba. I rated my 1984-like lunch of government commodities (beans, cheese, rice) wrapped in a tortilla an Orwellian 2 out of 37 stars. Counting down till Chipotle opens!

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This Grilled Cheese Sandwich Will Tear Us Apart

I was minding my own B.I. and trolling Epicurious for some cheap thrills, when I came upon THE MOST CONTROVERSIAL GRILLED CHEESE SANDWICH IN THE HISTORY OF FOOD. The reviews for this one recipe go on for days. And evidently, some were so vituperative as to not pass the standards of food reviewing decency and have already been deleted by Epicurious summer interns. (fuckin interns ruin EVERYTHING...) Nonetheless, the remaining reviews are hilarious. Click here!

A few hi-lights of the hard core web-based fisticuffs:

To previous reviewer: Chill out dude/dudette - you have way too much anger going on.... Save it for what counts, ya know??! (The review referred to here has been deleted. Clearly, the person who wrote the deleted review is Paula Abdul.)

Why do reviewers like the cook from Miami feel the need to snipe and make spiteful remarks on a site like this? (Perhaps 'roid rage?)

I'm sure there are plenty of food snobs on this site whose big dark secret is that sometimes they hide in their closet with a big bucket of Kentucky fried chicken or a bag of pork rinds. (Martha Stewart)

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