Heart Attack Sandwhich
So, I don't buy Maxim magazine, but a lot of my friends do. If I'm feeling snarky, I refer to the mag as "Porno for High Schoolers", which it kinda is. Having said that, if I'm bored in a Barnes and Noble or at a friend's house, I ain't too good to grab a copy and marvel at how they can get so many celebreties to pose in slutty positions in incredibly revealing lingerie.
Actresses wearing little clothes is not the point of today's entry, though. In Maxim a while back, they had an article on Absolutely Ridiculous Sandwhiches. Giant, Frankenstienian concoctions that were seemingly designed to thin out the population simply because of their sheer fat value. So, my Brother saw this article, and of course became inspired. "You want a retarded sandwhich," he thought, "I'll show you a retarded sandwhich."
It just so happened that Fitch was grilling out Brats on Sunday. One quick trip to the Grocery store and a bit of grilling later and we had the makings of the sandwhich. Below is the recipe. Eat at your own risk.
"The Bitchin' Fat Redneckmobile" Super Sandwhich:
One Slice of Garlic Bread, split horizontally (this is your bun)
One or Two Bratwursts
Chili
Sauerkraut
Onions
Green Peppers
Spicy Mustard
Chedder Cheese
Actresses wearing little clothes is not the point of today's entry, though. In Maxim a while back, they had an article on Absolutely Ridiculous Sandwhiches. Giant, Frankenstienian concoctions that were seemingly designed to thin out the population simply because of their sheer fat value. So, my Brother saw this article, and of course became inspired. "You want a retarded sandwhich," he thought, "I'll show you a retarded sandwhich."
It just so happened that Fitch was grilling out Brats on Sunday. One quick trip to the Grocery store and a bit of grilling later and we had the makings of the sandwhich. Below is the recipe. Eat at your own risk.
"The Bitchin' Fat Redneckmobile" Super Sandwhich:
One Slice of Garlic Bread, split horizontally (this is your bun)
One or Two Bratwursts
Chili
Sauerkraut
Onions
Green Peppers
Spicy Mustard
Chedder Cheese
3 Comments:
That's purty standard fare up here. You guys gotta work on it a bit to kill a Norse/German/Ojibwe/whatever else frigid mofu that's from this area....
At work Pickle complained about his stomach hurting. I figured it'd be more of a heart burn type sammich myself.
I'd leave off the chili (personal preference), but other than that...sounds like something for Caroline and myself to enjoy the hell out of. I'm not sure it gets much better than brats served on garlic bread. What an marvelous idea on your brother's part. ;)
Post a Comment
<< Home