... in West Lafayette, Indiana, at dawn, today. A closer look reveals the text...
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... above the door: "Lick the Box!"
December 21, 2011
At the Dough Shack...
... in West Lafayette, Indiana, at dawn, today. A closer look reveals the text...
(Enlarge.)
... above the door: "Lick the Box!"
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Mmmmmmm. Calzone.
It used to be a lesbian bar and they just kept the slogan.
On the road for Christmas?
Be safe out there. I'm always surprised at how people do not think they have to pay attention to what's going on around them.
In or out of the car.
There's so much of that double entendre around that I think we've entered the post-edgy era. It's also a sure sign of a college town.
I thought you'd never ask, but now that I finally have the upper hand, I'm playing my "No means No" card.
That looks like an old Burger Chef, maybe?
Those big calzones in the window remind me of the giant clam that Venus is riding in Boticelli's painting. Who also was featured in the Madison atheist creche! Small world.
The last "fun" eatery I went to was the "Lambert's Cafe" in Missouri. Home of the thrown roll.
The wait on an off day and time was 3 hours so we went shopping till we could get a seat. The crowd was festive, and the waitstaff cheerful. Shlock hung on all the walls, and hurdy gurdy music played on the speakers.
The portions were huge, and they bring extra's while you're eating. The small drink was 64 oz.
As for the thrown rolls they were as good as advertised. Watch the top 10 pig out places on the travel channel for a feel of the place.
They should totally put pictures of Venus riding their giant calzones. Now that would way cooler than some juvenile play on words about a sex act.
I'm starting to sound like Titus. Good night and God bless.
Calzone confuses me in two ways. First, the pronunciation. Like provolone, salami, prosciutto, and related things, northeastern Americans leave off the last syllable. I don't think Italians do that. OK, so maybe it's a regional thing. Fine, moving on...
But calzone: it's just a messed-up pizza, no? Someone once screwed it up half-way through and said "Stromboli! Chef Boyardee! I'm'a folda dis thing together, eh? Why notta? It mighta work!" And everyone on the Atlantic seaboard is suffering the consequences.
"Like provolone" should be "As with provolone". Should be more quotes, too. Ignore this. Typing while tired.
It always dawns red in Indiana,
It's funny that way,
It only works for red bandana freaks,
It's why folks don't stay.
Calzone confuses me in two ways. First, the pronunciation. Like provolone, salami, prosciutto, and related things, northeastern Americans leave off the last syllable. I don't think Italians do that.
Growing up in a Connecticut town with a substantial Italian-American population, I always heard prosciutto pronounced more or less as "prah-ZHOOT." Mozzarella often came out as "sca-MOHTZ."
Peter
If Lileks had posted this picture we'd also have learned the entire history of that building.
If you're ever in Maysville, KY, stop and eat at the Pasquale's there. It may well be the best Pasquale's in the country and cheap too. My son and I ate there tonight, bread sticks with cheese, large supreme pizza and drinks for $23.
The building is an old gas station that has been expanded. Still has the drive under canopy. Seats a 100 or more and is packed for lunch and dinner every day of the week.
Known in Seattle as the Hasty Tasty.
At the Dough Shack...
Tin roof.
Rusted.
grgeil, yes. I love his blog as it makes me appreciate mid-20th century architecture and styles.
saintrussell said...
That looks like an old Burger Chef, maybe?
You may be correct, Sir. The 'Chef was the source of some of the greasiest food I have ingested, so far. There is the lingering memory of one at approximatlely 12500 W. Capitol Drive in the Milwaukee area (is that Brookfield out there?).
Growing up in a Connecticut town with a substantial Italian-American population, I always heard prosciutto pronounced more or less as "prah-ZHOOT." Mozzarella often came out as "sca-MOHTZ."
In Connecticut, the most notable silent syllable is at the end of "pizza" -- but the "a" is at the beginning instead. Around here, it's spelled "apizza" and pronounced "ah-BEETZ"
What kind of name is Von?
Is his wife named Zu?
Hey! I'm game... long as someone lugs the ladder.
grgeil said...
If Lileks had posted this picture we'd also have learned the entire history of that building.
We are talking West Lafayette, not Fargo.
Ralph L said...
What kind of name is Von?
Is his wife named Zu?
It's Emillio Von.
His wife is Mrs. E. Von-Zu.
pogo beat me to it. again :(
A diner at night is an image of loneliness. See Hopper. Even lonelier is a small town where there's not even a diner open to caffeinate your two a.m. thoughts.
At dawn?
As is prescience?
http://metabuckley.com/?p=69
Sarah Palin is the only American I could imagine superseding Lincoln, as none could ever surpass G.W.
http://metabuckley.com/?p=61
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KxaZeGGYji4
Time can pass.
Time can heal.
Now, I'm still feelin' blue.
Doe Shack? Is that in Profits Town?
This should light up someone's day a bit:
The Blonde is making, due to popular demand, Meade's Sweet Potato Biscuits.
@ DADvocate
Just passin' through, or are you native to Ky? I'll try the Pasquale's if I can get the wife there. She has certain foods she eats at certain restaurants and doesn't like to change.
Anyway. it would be nice if at least 1 of the saner commentators here were from Kentucky. The one being you, obviously. :-)
Looks like you can order food from a variety of town restaurants via hungryboiler.com
Good idea.
One of the better Seinfeld episodes involved calzones, George and Mr. Steinbrenner.
I like my calzone pressed.. thanks
I had to look up the place on Google Maps Street View. Man, they've built up River Road since I was there last!
Tasty talk; tastier idea.
Wow, I didn't know that joint had a name! The calzones are okay but they move kinda slow, lol. Don't recall it ever being a lesbian bar but it was a comic shop.
Not to be too picky, but Lambert's actually has "Throwed", not "Thrown", rolls: http://throwedrolls.com/.
A three-hour wait is a bit much for even Lambert's, though. Wow.
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