Friday, August 10, 2007

Friday afternoon band names

First off, there's relatively new material on our spin-off blog. If you're too lazy on a Friday afternoon to go looking down the right column for the link, here it is.

Monday's show is recorded, and the climate control system here in the basement of the Shops of Grand Avenue is set comfortably on the "lukewarm sauna" setting, so our brains at 19 Minutes World Media Headquarters are coming up with nothing more complicated than hypothetical band names. On today's chart:

  • Bulbous Coffee Can
  • Croutons of Various Sizes
  • Soggy Cake Cone (feat. Dratsuc Nezorf)
  • My Wife's Birthday

Actually, that last one is more the current state of affairs than a good band name. So it goes.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Mainely lobster

Not long ago in this space, shortly after returning from a brief road trip to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, we published our first-ever dining guide, helping our millions of hypothetical (and 11 actual) readers wondering where to get the finest Cornish pasties in the greater Ironwood, Michigan metroplex.

We're just back from what's known as Midcoast Maine, where we managed to consume a year's worth of lobster in the span of a week. We thought, then, that we'd provide a similar public service in regard to eating lobster. (By "we", of course, I mean "I". One lobster roll is more than enough to meet my wife's lobster needs for the year.)

I had lobster at a variety of co-ops, roadside stands, and restaurants, and came to the following conclusion:

You just can't go wrong with lobster in Maine. I mean, you probably can, but you'd have to try pretty hard. Like, you'd need to eat at Red Lobster or something.

While we're at it, another conclusion: Everything is better with drawn butter. Except, maybe, for beef jerky.