Due to the large Hispanic population where I live, I decided to try one of the Mexican restaurants once I got here. I figured it would be the best Mexican food ever. Instead, what I got was this:
Yes, that's a whole fish covered in onions. A fish... and onions... No thank you. Ok, I didn't actually order this, but it was definitely on the menu and I'd like to know how many people have ever ordered this dish. I imagine that the one shown above is the only fish and onions that they've ever had to make, but who knows, maybe I'm missing out on something magical. I also notice that there are five beers sitting next to the fish dish. I can only assume that they are included with the meal to make it somewhat palatable.
Last week there were a bunch of craft fairs here in Arkansas, which I'm told is a pretty big deal, so I decided to check out all the hubbub. Pretty sure I was the youngest person there and in the 1 percentile of males. Most vendors were watching me like crazy, hoping I'd buy something, so I had to be sneaky when snapping photos. I would pretend to be texting someone, even throwing in a fake laugh now and then. That's how I got this beauty:
And I use the word "beauty" loosely. Yuck. These things are awful, especially that thing with the long neck in the upper left.
I saw this restaurant in Abilene, Kansas. Of course, I had to stop. I ordered my meal, and I'll tell ya what, the waitress lived up to the restaurant's name; she was a huge kuntz.
This one is a bit older, but it is from a university newspaper. I don't know if the paradox is intentional or not, but it sure made me laugh!
I went to Wesport, in Kansas City, a couple weeks ago. Walking around in a cooking shop, I found this little number:
That's right, it's a black pot-scrubbing servant, complete with bristly hair. I'm pretty surprised they let this fly considering how PC everything is nowadays.
Yesterday I heard some rustling in the bushy area right outside my bedroom window. The first thought that came to mind was the Lord-of-the-Flies-esque kids from my neighborhood, so I went to the window and opened the blinds. I wouldn't have been the least bit surprised to find one of the kids out there, but it was only a cat. Playing in a big patch of poison ivy. By the time I got my phone out to take a picture it had jumped onto my window sill.
There was also a brown stain on its forehead which looked like motor oil. There is another strange cat down the street from me. Whenever I drive past, he jumps down in the storm drain. Not sure exactly where the storm drain goes, but there can't be anything healthy down there. Moral: stay away from the cats in Arkansas.
I went to the local neighborhood Harp's grocery store to pick up some green peppers, and this was the store's entire green pepper selection:
Not a single one of the four looked edible. I did without the green peppers or that meal. But along the way, I noticed something else of interest in the produce section. Something Pedobear would take great interest in:
Ah, Ripe & Easy, just the way I like 'em! I imagine the marketing guy's thought process went something like this:
"OK, we need a good label for our kiwis... Something to really grab the shoppers' attention. Well, kiwis are easy to eat, and the ones we sell are ripe, so Ripe & Easy seems logical. And who loves kiwis more than tiny asian girls! The shopper can clearly see that the hairy brown balls inside are kiwis, so we'll just use size 2 font for the word "kiwi" here. Perfect! I'm goin' on break."
In my previous Random Phone Pictures article, I promised I would show you guys my previous years' Halloween costumes, so here's one from a couple years back.
I'm sorry about this :(
Gold suit man.
Try not to get too hot over this pic.