VolNExile
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Hot dogs and slaw
Hot dogs were what we call Bad-Ass Hebrews* - quarter pound Hebrew National kosher beef hot dogs. I can’t find them in local stores anymore, but there they were in the Brevard, NC Ingles as I was leaving today’s final dress rehearsal, insanely expensive per usual.
*the phrase “Bad-Ass Hebrews” comes from an amazing song by James McMurtry, referring glancingly to some sort of Israeli military weaponry. (See YouTube below.) Hubs, who is Jewish, although decidedly does not keep kosher, thinks that if he ever gets a band together, it will be called <his name> and the Bad-Ass Hebrews. Since this band formation thingy seems kinda vague and in the super-distant future (he is 72), we are using it for the hot dogs for now.
Note: the song is NSFW in a few parts. I first heard it many years before meeting Hubs, and nearly put my car into a ditch on I-75 northbound in Indiana (possibly Kentucky) because I was laughing so hard. Also note: James McMurtry’s daddy was Larry McMurtry, author of Lonesome Dove, The Last Picture Show, and Terms of Endearment, among others, so he comes by it honestly.
Hot dogs were what we call Bad-Ass Hebrews* - quarter pound Hebrew National kosher beef hot dogs. I can’t find them in local stores anymore, but there they were in the Brevard, NC Ingles as I was leaving today’s final dress rehearsal, insanely expensive per usual.
*the phrase “Bad-Ass Hebrews” comes from an amazing song by James McMurtry, referring glancingly to some sort of Israeli military weaponry. (See YouTube below.) Hubs, who is Jewish, although decidedly does not keep kosher, thinks that if he ever gets a band together, it will be called <his name> and the Bad-Ass Hebrews. Since this band formation thingy seems kinda vague and in the super-distant future (he is 72), we are using it for the hot dogs for now.
Note: the song is NSFW in a few parts. I first heard it many years before meeting Hubs, and nearly put my car into a ditch on I-75 northbound in Indiana (possibly Kentucky) because I was laughing so hard. Also note: James McMurtry’s daddy was Larry McMurtry, author of Lonesome Dove, The Last Picture Show, and Terms of Endearment, among others, so he comes by it honestly.