…every once in awhile i listen to top fourty countdowns from the mid-eighties, not necessarily because i enjoy the music, but because i’m mesmerised by the time-warp effect of revisiting period radio programs…
…i disliked a lot of the music then but i appreciated the shared cultural experience of legitimately popular broadcast media, and retrospectively it’s a window into a world which no longer exists…
…when i was a kid in puerto rico one of my friends brought a can of vienna sausages to our camp-out and i thought they were sooooo fancy, like seriously epicurean food…
…i think we ate them with little bottles of tonic water, like old canada dry with the peel-away polystyrene labels, you know, sophisticated like james bond in moonraker…
…my wife got some kind of weird notion that cottage cheese makes good tacos or enchiladas and she’s soooo wrong but i don’t have the heart to tell her…
…so i grew up with what we called five-way in northern kentucky, and no, it’s not cincinnati chili…
…it’s all layered up on a large plate in that order, bottom-to-top so the cheese melts nicely, cut into a grid pattern with a fork and knife, and then mixed together: i don’t cook it often since moving out on my own thirty-five years ago but it so hits the spot when i do…
…that’s the POWER model: the unit posted above is the consumer version with the SX chip, no math coprocessor and fewer function keys…