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[Buffy]

Well, Orb got going by asking about putting feet on the table. Table...food! Food...not on the table! FAST food!

In the US, fast food is an obsession. For those of you outside the US, hopefully History Channel International will run the "America Eats" series. We love this stuff that clogs our veins, expands our waists, and produces enough endorphins to compete with sex. I've been working on eschewing the former for more of the later, cuz its healthier, but doing 4 miles a day turns out to be a great excuse to indulge in one's weaknesses for what we like to call here in the states "the four basic food groups: sugar, fat, caffeine and alcohol."

My fast food list (admittedly highly Amero-centric and even Californo-centric, and even LosAngeleno-centric, so feel free to ask, "what the heck is she talking about?"):

1) Tommy's Hamburgers: LA-only. Best chiliburger ever. Or go for a Tommy's Tamale. Must include several jalapenos fished from the aluminum vat.
2) In-and-Out: poor substitute for Tommy's, but I only have to drive as far as Silicon Valley.
3) Krispy-Kreme: East coast thing. I had my first "hot" in NYC on 42nd Street. They now have em here.
4) Pinks. There's only one. You see it in the opening sequence of "Joey." On La Brea near Melrose. Hot Dogs and unbelievable combinations of anything you can imagine (or not imagine) on a hot dog.
5) Wimpey. Dead. Ultimate greasy burger. UK only. Gone. With good reason. Sniff anyway.
6) Pizza. Need I say more?
7) Cheesesteak. Only in Philly. Don't bother with ones created anywhere else. Worth the plane trip. (or train trip from NYC, hint, hint)
8) "Lets go out for sushi...and not pay!" (a penny to the person who deciphers that reference!)
9) Doggie Diner. Only in SF. The doggie heads are still around, but are in storage. Hot dogs obviously, but like Wimpey, loooooog gone...
10) Knishes. On the street, NYC. Okay if you want protein, get a polish, but nothing beats a knish.
11) Hurricane to go. Only on Bourbon Street. Preferably after many rounds of hot pepper martinis and andouille sausage at K. Paul's. Start at Pat O'Brien's ("Have Fun!"(tm)) with either a Hurricane or a Mint Julep if you like something stronger, then go to the corner and get a cheap one to go. (Do NOT--under ANY circumstances--eat a "Lucky Dog." You *will* regret it).
12) Barbeque. Many kinds. The ONLY reason to ever go to Kansas City. I like Memphis better. In SF, Flints or Dougs. Ask for the HOT sauce. Ribs with potato salad.

Gotcha salivating yet, Pavlov?

Cheers n' Good Eating!
Buffy