Hey, Robin, if you're around, remember a few years ago you gave me and Saget advice about where to stay on Isla Mujeres? I'm trying to remember the name of the hotel we stayed at and can't come up w/ it. I think it wasn't the one you usually stay at but one you recommended anyway because it was small and not obnoxious. Do you remember the name?
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All this talk about barbeque sauce makes me want to ask my dad if he could mix me up a batch of his award-winning sauce (his team's ribs won the big Chicago Tribune Ribfest back in 1988, and they won many other awards before selling the business about 10 years ago).
I think we spent about $50 on cheese, $25 on maple syrup and other maple products, and about $8 zillion on beer and beer-related activity.
It *is* possible, you know. Just not optimal.
Not if a beer related activity is involved...
Yep, we went there several times, and really liked them. We had to quit going when a family member started flicking her Prozac across the table and bouncing it off the sauce bottles, yelling at the waiter "I'm not getting any calmer!!! Where's my tea?!?!"
We're cousins?
There are different sizes, ranging from the Fry Baby to the Fry Grandaddy.
I can't believe I know this, but... The largest size is actually the 'Grandpappy'.
::rolls eyes so hard at Mr. Moldytube that he gots socket burn::
That was YEARS ago. I haven't made rice in a tube in quite a while.
And I can grill a dead critter to perfection, thankyouverymuch.
I'll tell you what, you tell my grandandy that and we'll all watch what happens.
It's not worth fighting with anybody but Hec over....
about $8 zillion on beer and beer-related activity.
Dude, if my bro weren't head chef of the restaurant, I shudder to think what my bar bill would have been. Though I tipped the bartenders well, b/c they still had to work even if I didn't have to pay, you know?
am now considering trying to make donuts this weekend, curse you Plei.
BURRELL!
Feh. FEH! I say. You cannot call it a barbecue unless it involves some kind of barbecue SAUCE! Hence the name.
Barbeque = low, slow heat and a spice rub. Sauce has nothing to do with it.