Friday, November 02, 2007

I just realized something

See those nacho chips? These are nacho chips from El Famous Burrito. I just noticed something about them.

If you get your nose really close to them, and take a good whiff, these nacho chips smell just like the food court at the Shelby County Flea Market in Simpsonville, Kentucky. Specifically, they smell just like the area around the booth bearing a sign saying, simply, "DEEP FRY".

I found that very comforting and nostalgic.


Dale said...

I had nachos for dinner last night. How does that make you feel? They're one of the few things I can 'cook'.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Hmmm, I couldn't smell anything. How do I get this noseprint off my monitor though?

Anonymous said...

I smelled BLTs while driving up the 5 freeway the other night. It was in a residential neighborhood with high sound walls, and I made a comment about how surprised I was that the deliciousness had made it over the wall. It wasn't until the next day that I realized I was probably following an old Mercedes retrofitted for biodiesel. Awesome.

Writeprocrastinator said...

A "chile relleno" burrito? You Illini sure know how to live the wild life.

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

I love flea markets. Flea market food not so much.

anandamide said...

mmmm....deep fry.

Dino aka Katy said...

mhh i really don't like deep fried food. not sure why

Bill T said...

Well roll me in batter and color me deep fried! The IT guys are asleep at the wheel and all your photo links are now unblocked. Bubs, the Compound looks great.
People mock the county fair crowd for their love of cooking oil, but really they have nothing on the ruling class.
I once read a lengthy review of an obscene meal at a Paris 4 star hotel. First course? A large curlicue of lard served on fine china.

I am about to swear off fried and all other solid foods for a couple of weeks. I'm binging until thursday, then ten days of lemon juice and maple syrup.
To mark this insanity I have joined the blogosphere. I'll be writing about new age crap. Literally.

Peace out,
Bill T

Grant Miller said...

You can miss KY all you want. I just miss nachos.

The Idea Of Progress said...

Life without fried food is a life not worth leading.

dguzman said...

Re the Deep Fry sign--Do they just leave it open for you to deep fry whatever (or whomever) you want?

jewgirl said...

scent memory is my favorite because it's the most powerful. Whenever I smell anything that resembles my grandmother's cooking or perfume, the memories come flooding back. Love it.

Bubs said...

JG, same here. I love my scent memories. Surprisingly, not all of them involve the smell of fat and pork products.

Dguzman, welcome! Thanks for stopping by. If they did such a thing it would be total chaos, crowds of portly hillbillies shoving each other out of the way, guns drawn, each one trying to cook up his/her own special treat--roadkill, twinkies, hams, all thrown in together. The mind reels. Still, though, I think your idea bears consideration, maybe as a franchise opportunity.

TIOP, I couldn't agree more.

Grant Miller, are you referring to my home state, or to the personal lubricant?

Bill, good to see you! I'll go check that out!

Bubs said...

Katy, really? You must've had a bad experience. I bet we could make you love the deep fryer.

anandamide, my thoughts exactly.

Dr MVM, I never pegged you as an elitist.

W.P., ah yes. The deep fried stuffed pepper wrapped inside a burrito. Mmmmm.

Kirby, that IS awesome. Mmmmm...fuel efficient AND tasty.

Barbara, heh.

Dale, it makes me want to have some nachos is what.