Once a week I have three hours to kill in East Austin. I kill them at Denny’s, because it’s close to where I need to pick up R when she’s done, and because they play 60s and 70s rock–my music. I usually take my laptop and sit at one of the two tables near an outlet, so I can write. Continue reading
A Trump surrogate recently stated that, without stricter immigration policies, we’ll soon see a taco truck on every street corner. Now, I’m almost per definition against anything coming from the Trump camp. I’m liberal, anti-bigotry, anti-fascism and all that. However, I’m not that easily pigeon-holed. Because I have to say, I agree that having a taco truck on every street corner would be a terrible scenario on every level.
Here’s why. Continue reading
Posted in Eating out, Emigration / Immigration, Employment, Healthcare, Politics
Tagged 2016 presidential election, addiction, Donald Trump, Hispanics, humor, illegal immigration, Mexican food, Mexicans, opinion, politics, taco truck on every corner, taco trucks, tacos
How do you eat a salad? How do you cut your steak?
In Holland, I learned to eat with knife and fork, the European way. Holding your knife in your right hand, in a certain way, and your fork in your left hand, in a certain way. The cutting or folding of leaves happens just so and you keep your knife an fork in your hands the whole time you’re eating. Not just with salads, anything that isn’t finger food. Continue reading
Posted in Eating out, Emigration / Immigration, Food, Holland
Tagged America, culture, eating, etiquette, humor, immigrants, knife and fork, opinion, table manners, The Netherlands
A blogging friend made me aware of this article in the New York Times about eating invasive species such as feral pigs. Feral pigs are a problem here in Texas and it makes perfect sense to eat them. They’re free-ranging, organic, with no added hormones or antibiotics. So eat them invaders, y’all!
Posted in Consumption, Eating out, Food, Nature
Tagged animals, Austin, eating out, feral pigs, food, free-range pigs, nature, organic meat, pork, restaurants, Texas, wild pigs, wilde varkens
We live on the very western edge of Austin, and our kids have after-school and summer-camp activities all over, including east Austin. So if they are there for a few hours, whichever one of us (T or I) takes them, often tries to hang out in the area and work until it’s pick-up time. Continue reading
1. Chicken-fried steak with gravy: ground, fried beef that is kind of grayish, with gravy that is also grayish.
2. Donuts: fried cake rings.
3. Pork rinds: fried pork fat, eaten as chips. Continue reading
Posted in Consumption, Eating out, Emigration / Immigration, Food, Lists
Tagged afschuwelijk Amerikaans eten, emigration, food, gross American food, ice cream with bacon, immigration, Lists, pork brains in milk gravy, pork rinds, prairie oysters
Today’s Plinky prompt: if you had your own restaurant, what would you name it? I have actually thought a lot about my own restaurant. So here’s a free entrepreneurial idea for any Dutch people in America or thinking about emigrating to America (although I would stay where you are if you’re still in Holland). Continue reading