I Hear Britain’s Faggots Are Totally Delicious
August 27, 2009

Yesterday, while the rest of the nation mourned the passing of a Senator Ted Kennedy, I was in the fits of a craving even more debilitating than cookies.  This isn’t to say that I wasn’t saddened by the news or incapable of appreciating his impressive political legacy, but I have a tendency to live as though I’m the human personification of Carnie Wilson’s I’m Still Hungry, so it only makes sense that I found myself having tunnel vision the second that I began thinking about Swedish meatballs:

i want swedish meatballsAnyways, as my mind became increasingly one-tracked with the thought of those succulent morsels slathered a creamy gravy, I realized that I had absolutely no knowledge as to what made Swedish meatballs so Swedish.  I naturally turned to Wikipedia for the answers, which explains that Swedish meatballs are a mixture of ground beef and pork, along with milk-soaked breadcrumbs and chopped onions.  That’s all quite interesting, but not nearly as interesting as this:

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