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Here is what Shewolf ordered:
Club Mex Sandwich – lettuce, tomato, onion, bacon, turkey, ham, special sauce and some japs for good measure. Broccoli and Cheese Soup
Jimmy is proud of these sandwiches. He’s actually serious about them. Comments? I read them and scoff. Leave your kindest remarks below.
I ordered a Mediterranean salad to start. I didn’t take a pic. You know why? Because its made with subway sandwich lettuce, cilantro or some shit and a dash of oil. Bland city. Then I got a chicken shwarma pita – spicy. Ok, the bland continued right from the salad to the pita. The description does this sandwich no justice. Wait, the sandwich does the description no justice. No flavor. Soggy pita. No spice. Here’s a big idea. Walk down a few shops to that Mexican Tienda and get some Jalapeños. Then dice the fuckers and cook em with some onions and bell peppers. Y’all got skillets right there in the kitchen, I’ve seen them. Hell, go get Sriracha and do us all a favor. Put that winning combo on the shwarma pita. Look, I generally like this place. The traditional gyro is fire and the yogurt plate will fill your stomach. Go here. Just think twice about ordering this Pitaful creation.
2. Saxophone seduduction.
3. I almost vom'd tequila. The food rocks. You'll see an Anaheim Turkey Sandwich, Chicken Caesar Salad, and that soup. Please don't be J. Leave a comment.
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In case you didn’t know, I’m a fucking wolf and have a big problem with eggs on sandwiches. And by problem I mean I have no problem whatsoever. Big thick cut bacon, seasoned mayo, EGG, lettuce tomato, onion. Hey smart guy, get some coffee too.
She wolf got a turkey sandwich. This thing was monsterous, a half sandwich. I seriously can’t imagine a full sandwich. A whole sandwich would be like a fucking horse cock. I for one couldn’t stomach a horse cock sized sandwich. Time for me to bitch. The music selection the staff was playing was “UTTERLY DEPRESSING”. I just quoted myself. Well Water you doing? Get you some.
Then I got Bucwolf all over them tamales. The chili, is, boss.
I visited the pump after the Hogs et down TX A&M. Nasty.
It was Friday night post team building and I needed to refuel. As a matter of fact, I had thrown up an hour earlier at Gusano’s due to chain smoking 3 cigs. Ya I’m a light weight. I had Taco Bell for lunch and let’s just say it was a pleasure coming back up. Anyhow, that evening called for some quick and effective food. Buffalo Grill was the solution.
Since I ralphed earlier that night, I needed something on the lighter side. I opted for the BLT. I tricked that sandwich out. BLT, pepperjack, Guac, japs, on wheat. It was better than the pic suggests. Get you some. Take a gander at the pickle.
My mom scared the fuck outta me this week when she emailed me about how I’m gonna die thanks to processed meats. She also hates RedBull and Ramen. Luckily I don’t believe everything on the “Internet” and quickly marked her email as spam, or in this case marked it bologna. Back to my location downtown, two blocks from Bennett’s is the Sport’s Page. This my friends is a smoke filled bar that screams Madison Ave. Memphis. Friendly, fast service and a hot ass griddle for slinging burgers and sammies. I have an issue. I cannot pass up bologna as a sandwich option. Theirs is fried on top of the griddle, I’m sure with love. I dressed that bitch with lettuce tomato and onions, slipped some mustard and japs up her skirt, then toasted her buttered buns. I’m horngry. HORNGRY. Pretty sure mom disapproves but my babe had a matching sandwich. Brush the haters off and get you some.
Let’s diagnose. Fried chicken breast, ranch, bacon, pepperjack, lettuce, tomato, onion, on TX toast.
Carly has a big Yankee mouth but even he had a hard time wrapping it around this monster. The ranch, the cheese, c’mon man. This Sandwich is nasty. I didn’t eat this so I can’t say how good it is but Carly wasn’t offering to share. My Budweiser was great, however. Eat food at this bar. On a side note, college is back in session and there seems to be a crop of new talent on staff at JJ’s.
Smithwicks on draught. QBAPMF – Quit Being A Pu$$ Mother FxerDugan’s is Downtown on Third an Rock. Right by 300 Tower and such. It’s right by the downtown CAT Bus Depot, that means riff raff, always. Last night for example, cops were making the block patrolling hard. Someone must have fucked up.
me being the genius I am, I like my beer cold an food fried. Feast your jealous as f eyes on these glorious mushrooms. No, they weren’t magical, but they were remarkable.
I wanted to eat something “traditional” soni opted for the Roast Beef sandwich. The truth is that I’m tired of shitting blood so I didn’t want a burger. Back to the sandwich, it was good. My complaint with the sandwich was the quality of bread, mediocre. The best thing on my plate wa the smashe potatoes. Skins intact, you could tell some bro back in the kitchen made these with love.
This hot babe I was with ordered the Southwestern Burger. This puppy came loaded with fried japs, chipotle mayo, and the regular fixings. Top 5 burgers in town. This shit was fire. I only got one bite because the babe scarfed it down so fast. This Wolf approves.