Sometimes it seems that Todd hates every item on the menu at Cinco de Mayo, but is simply not true. Todd love the BLT. Todd looooooooves the BLT. LOVES it! So if Todd says something is amiss with the BLT combo, I’m inclined to believe him. I bet he wishes he were eating a BLT instead of the shrimp cocktail.
Also, Happy Birthday to our 1st President, George Washington! In his honor, here are some facts you may not have known about Gee-Dub. (Naughty language WARNING for those of you who like to keep little ears around.)
Campechana is icy cold seafood soup. The variety they serve at Cinco has some abalone, some shrimp, a little onion and avocado, and octopus! Despite the fact that it tasted pretty alright, I still had a bit of a hard time eating it. I’ve come up with a few theories about why.
I have tremendous respect for octopuses. They are actually very intelligent creatures who are capable of disguises and trickery, and when they are kept as pets they recognize their owners and will often swim to the glass to greet them. Maybe I felt bad eating an oceanic friend?
I like soup, but I want it to be warm and comforting. Campechana is cold. Maybe icy cold seafood soup just isn’t for me?
Or it could be the episode of CSI: NY I saw where a party guest was killed when an improperly prepared baby octopus on a stick (a food item) came unwrapped while being eaten, attached its suction cups to the person’s throat, and asphyxiated them.
Philosophers have long wrestled with humanity’s most important questions. What happens when the unstoppable force meets the immovable object? Can God create a rock so heavy that even He can’t lift it?
We thought these questions were due for an update. Can God write a better song than Satisfaction? Who would win a rock and roll song-off, God or the Devil? And who is ultimately responsible for the shite that is Creed?
Tonight’s menu: the number 60 – camarones a la diabla.
Chaz and I kept some distance when we first met way back in the day, but we have had a pretty civil relationship since then. At least I think we have. (Indeed we have, my dear friend. -Chaz)
For a while Todd and I kept a secret from the others, and that built a bond. We kept getting large salsas. At first we didn’t ask for them, they just gave us large cups. No idea why. Then we asked for them after they stopped coming automatically. But we pretended that we were doing some trick that Dave and Chaz didn’t know. Tee hee.
But Dave… for some reason Dave pushes my buttons at times. We get along quite well and have rarely had any instances where we were mad for more than about 30 seconds. But we have different tastes in music and TV shows sometimes, girls usually and sports teams almost ALWAYS. But we really do agree to disagree and are totally fine within seconds. I think I call him David because of Dave Letterman’s mom. Anytime Dave (Letterman) makes some joke at her expense, she always says “Oh, David!” So yeah, that’s part of where my tone comes from.
Oh, and that rice? That rice is horrible. Their regular rice is OK, but the special red rice? Never, ever, EVER have anything with the “special rice” at Cinco.
Tonight’s menu: the number 34 – arroz con camaron.
It’s a fair question and one that comes up fairly often in some form or another. What if you don’t like seafood? What if it’s something you hate? Will you have to eat menudo?
The answer to all these questions is simple: we suck it up and (try to) eat it anyway.
See, we have only a few rules for 88 Nights, but this is one of them. On the given night (night 18 in this case) we all order the given menu item (item 18 shrimps & chips) and the results show up in the given episode (Episode 18). That’s really it. There are no food subsitutes. No special conditions or modifications. And no commitment to finish a meal you find disgusting.
Fortunately, Cinco de Mayo is a magical place, and the shrimps & chips is a magical meal. What, besides magic, could possibly explain Devin’s transformation from skeptic to believer in just a few short bites?
p.s. Remember to enter our contest, so you too can experience the Cinco magic.
