Me, I can't
usually get 'em myself because my girlfriend's a vegetarian which
pretty much makes me a vegetarian.
I used to hate Quentin Tarantino. I thought he was just a gimmick, with overhyped movies. Edgy because he used racist words. For the most part, this is still true, but I'll have to admit he's grown on me.
But I digress, this blog isn't about Quentin or movies or entertainment or anything like that. This is about celebrating the unbridled glory of meat for the next 15 days or so. I'm not really sure.
For a little background on me, for all people following this who aren't Beck or Angel, assuming I send this that far. Actually, on second thought, who am I kidding? A blog about meat, called Meatcation. Angel is already a subscriber.
But again, I digress. I just find it so difficult to talk about myself. My name is Joe, and, and this is hard to say, I live with a vegetarian. So I must say, I share Jules' plight up there, but I do love the taste of a good burger. So when Melanie had her grad school world tour scheduled, I knew I had to take full advantage of my time alone. So, obviously, this meant one thing: Meatcation (For anyone who hasn't caught on yet, Meat+Vacation=Meatcation (I roll with a slow crew. Plus, this is the internet, after all)).
A couple quick disclaimers I want to make for full disclosure. First, I don't normally live under some anti-meat tyranny. I could totally eat meat whenever I want to, cause I'm a man who makes my own decisions. I choose to eat vegetables for dinner because it's easier not to cook two separate meals and, honestly, I enjoy them, and I really like cooking. Also, balancing work, school and television leaves little time for gyms, so this diet leaves me feeling good and not becoming a complete fat shit.
But anyway, enough of that nonsense. Onto the Meatcation.
Meatcation began last Friday. Technically, we had a prelude on Thursday, where I enjoyed some chili cheese fries and a cheese steak from C.C. Peppers. Sorry, I forgot to take pictures, but they were pretty good
Since it was Friday, this could only mean one thing: Fat Jacks
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It's totally true! |
Definitely the best barbecue place in State College. Probably also the only barbecue place, but whatever. I normally get the quarter rack ribs with either fries, onion rings or, typically, both. However, this is Meatcation, this means we have to ramp it up a little bit.
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These are just the sides |
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Here's the real deal |
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I had to arrange them in a pyramid, of course |
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Here are Beck and Jeremy's meals. Jeremy had peanuts or something |
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Alas, another successful Fat Jacks adventure. Was it delicious? Hells yes. Did I feel like soggy buttholes? Most certainly. Would I do it again? Only every Friday.
Stay tuned for the next adventure, where we load up on supplies and maybe learn a little bit about ourselves. Though probably not.