5th November 08
Last night my brother Nate in Louisville cooked up some ”victory tails” (pictured above) for his election party. He decided on some “southern food to celebrate the return of the dixie-crat and McConnell’s glorious return to the Senate!” I presume the dixe-crats in question are our newly-minted liberal peers in Peter Morgan’s Virginia and in North Carolina.
The McConnell reference, of course, is that justifiably classic and hilarious Sturdevant sense of humor.
28th October 08
Go Cards! The health department’s letter rating signs are a familiar sight to diners in my hometown of Louisville, where this picture was snapped. My friend Katie Beach and brother Nate and I used to favor the blue “B” rating as a good sign that a given cheap restaurant was gritty and authentic enough to earn our late-night, cash-strapped business. Dining out in Louisville, I used the word “gritty” as a key descriptor more than perhaps any other. Oh, youth.
I can’t say for certain, but this restaurant looks to me like Genny’s Diner on Frankfort Avenue in Crescent Hill, near where Nate and I lived in college. Genny’s has the dual distinction of serving the best burgers I’ve ever eaten anywhere, and being the absolute filthiest restaurant I’ve ever been served in. A person thinks long and hard about whether a trip to Genny’s is worth it or not.
Via.
