Wednesday, April 09, 2008

*welcome to moe's.

On what planet is this an appropriate or grammatically sensible abbreviation for jalapeƱos? Moe's Southwest Grill, where the ingredients are fresh and racially insensitive.

I'm not going to repeat what that green sticker says, because I don't want to use that word and certainly don't want to be found by anyone old/stupid enough to Google it. I'm just going to hope you can squint through the incredible failure that is my photographic talent. That picture is just incredibly awful.

I ordered the Instant Friend, if you must know, nosy. It was soggy—too many sauteed veggies. There was an entire onion in there. And MAN does my breath smell good.

Word to the wise: If you like Moe's, do not, under any circumstances, look at the nutritional information. That section of the Web site is currently "under construction," and I wouldn't be surprised if it stayed that way. I've looked before, and I can tell you unequivocally. You do not want to know.

Tonight I swear on all that is holy (that's not much round these parts, but stay with me) I will cook and post. It is my solitary goal to bring you, my loyal readers/fan club, the minutiae you so desire. With a lot less racism.


at: 5:03 PM said...

Cranky old man that I have come to be, I tend to avoid moe's-not because of the fat content of their food (that would tend to motivate rather than mitigate my attraction) but because of the stupid practice of greeting everyone who walks in the door. On the plus side, I like the fact that only images of dead celebs adorn the walls. I would have to have to eat a burrito while looking at one or both of the Olsen twins.

K. says:
at: 1:20 PM said...

don't you just want to go in there one day, wait for the inevitable screamed greeting, and yell back "shut up!" just as cheerily?

and hey, old man: the olsen twins aren't dead. yet.



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