From this paragraph forward, until midnight tonight, we will make no mention of the NCAA investigation into Ole Miss athletics, Hugh Freeze, or Steve Robertson. Houston Nutt will make an appearance, but that’s fine. Regarding those other sideshows, though, we are done. Basta. Finito. Until midnight tonight. You can read back through some of the most inspired writing on those topics here, or you can step happily off into the void with us and celebrate gustatory and alcoholic delights. Come, take our hand.
This is FOOD BOOZE REBELLION — all caps. This blog is dedicated to our stomachs and livers. This blog makes no apologies for this fact, because this blog is run by very smart and funny people, who maintain this blog out of a sense of love, active fandom, and at times painful sadness over the zany world in which we live and the lovely university we all attended.
This blog spans many such areas of our shared human experience, but this blog, today, Thursday, will pivot wholly to food and booze related coverage. We are doing this both for our mental and creative health, but also because you, dear readers, deserve this from us.
So. Over the course of today, we’ll be kicking out some of the wilder pieces we’ve been puttering around with for the last few weeks, months, or years. My contribution later in the afternoon is probably four years in the making, though some nascent seed has been growing ever since I first stepped foot inside a dive bar of any type.
We’ll have, um, recipes of sorts. We’ve have rankings. We’ll have listicles. We’ll be resharing Alex McDaniels’ fantastic video recipe from last fall. And we’ll have a ton of fun along the way.
Please enjoy this public service, check back for all of our hysterical updates.
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