Cincinnati chili -- as described; runny-ish sauce-like meat-based stuff that's served over spaghetti with cheese on top, often but not always with beans and/or onions -- is actually Cincinnati chili. We don't do "tourist" chili and then eat Texas chili at home, sneering at the people who think that Skyline is really "Cincinnati" chili.
It is in fact quite easy to grow up eating only Cincinnati-style chili and not realize until college that most people's chili is a whole different thing. (So word to people from Cincinnati with kids - tell them their chili is weird before college so they won't offer to make chili for all their friends and be greeted with confused looks when they serve it over spaghetti!)
Also, is Spiderman really a hyphenated word?
Yes. Years ago I had to correct writers about that on a project for a major publishing company. I should have claimed my comic book purchases as a business expense that year.
It is in fact quite easy to grow up eating only Cincinnati-style chili and not realize until college that most people's chili is a whole different thing.
You must be reading my mail. That totally happened to me, only in high school, when I went on a trip to DC with students from high schools all around the country. We were at
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Union Station(? the train station/mall thingy) in the food court, and I had been homesick and saw, lo and behold, a Skyline in the food court. So I made a beeline, got a 4-way bean, and when I sat down to eat it, everyone was all like, WTF are you eating?!? And when I identified it as chili, the 2 girls from Texas laughed so hard they were crying.
Good times, man. Good times.
Yves Saint Laurent died.
His early seventies show inspired by paintings is widely considered to be the greatest collection of the twentieth century. (Though not as influential as Dior's New Look or Chanel's innovations.)
I was so upset when that Skyline closed! I mean, sure I can make it at home, but it's not the same.
Yves Saint Laurent died.
It would be so much simpler if we could see icons created as clearly as we see them snuffed.
Funny moment from the National Spelling Bee: [link]
OK I will order Giordano's stuffed spinach and garlic when I get that craving. I just want to disabuse people of the notion that the only pizza available in Chicago is deep dish.
Damn you. Damn you all to hell! Now I'm craving a five way and a cheese coney.
I don't like any of you any more.
