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Put Some Grease in Your Mouth and Tell That Hangover to Eff Off

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Nothing, and I mean nothing cures a hangover like grease. I'm not talking Travolta style, you know what I mean, Paula Deen Butter Czar type shiz.

Here's the good news… This post will guide you to hangover mastery skill level.

When you wake up Saturday morning covered in Taco Bell wrappers and used condoms, you're gonna need a redemption song. Fire your Nissan Cube up and head to Buffalo Grill. Its down in Riverdale next to Maddie's and Pizza Cafe, Bing map it smart guy. Snap your fingers and tell your waiter you need a Ham and Cheese Sandwich, Nachos, and Cheese Fries. You'll get copious amounts of greasiness and kiss your hangover goodbye.

Real Talk: the plates were glorious. Was it good? Eff you I wouldn't have crafted this if it wasn't.

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Boulevard’s Badass Breakfast Sandwich

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Team, picture this… You've decided to rage at Midtown. The next thing you know the sun is coming up and the ugly lights come on. As you stumble to your car the last thing on your kind is what you're gonna eat when you wake up.

(Fast forward 4 hours.)

You wake up in your car… still parked on Main Street, now you're hungry. What's the closest grub? Boulevard Bread!

Walk your happy ass in there, order the breakfast sandwich, and then you'll nut your pants.

Fresh fruit and a perfect breakfast sandwich WILL hit the spot. Look out for Monsters too.

And quit staying at Midtown so late ;)

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Wimpy’s Chicken Philly

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Conway has some rad burger competition. Amongst the ground beef playas is Wimpy's. It's in the lamest shopping center you've ever seen. But that's the worst part, so that's not too bad.

Wimpy's prides itself on a million toppings, not literally. Their burgs are legit but I had to get something new. Enter Chicken Philly.

I got that junt real crunk. Wing sauce, japs, grilled onions, and reg fixins.

Then I went to my truck and took a nap.

YA'LL

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Patty Effing Melt

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I was chowing down in Mayflower at Stroud's. I've mentioned this place before, its a prefabricated metal building filled with blue collars and white hair.

I was craving something light for lunch and talked myself into a sandwich, aka Patty Melt. Basically a burger on toast, so not light at all.

The sandwich was built right, japs, egg, grilled onion, cheese and patty.

Again, if you're in Mayflower and you need some soul food do it.

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RLT yeah I said (R)LT

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Don't you love trying new food? I thought I was the king of pork, I'm not hut i am one sandwich closer to pork damnation!

I've covered a few BLT sandwiches here recently but this is a new one. A few hints: It's Irish, it's a sandwich, and it involves a fucking pig. Dugans Pub YO! Obviously I'm talking about the RLT, Rashers Lettuce and Tomato. Now i know you're obviously thinking the next logical step, wtf is a rasher and do i want to eat it. Frankly, I had to Wikipedia that ish.

http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bacon

CTRL+F rashers

Its like country ham. Fuck yes I ate that shit up.

Dugans Pub – RLT

Rashers
Lettuce
Tomato
Fried egg
Grilled onion
Advocado
Mayo
Pepper Jack

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SPAMWICH – Midtown Reflection

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It was a celebratory night. The wolfpack closed down Saucer and needed more. More everything. Booze, burgs, etc. Options are limited late night in the Rock. The only logical solution? Midtown.

"7 bucks for a year membership."

You think to yourself this is a bullshit covercharge but you can smell the grease and taste the PBR 2×4's. Its a decision that has to be made, and it's a tough one. Pull your wallet out. Give this goon your debit card. Belly up.

Looking back on my dark days, I spent a many lonely night here at, arguably, the dirtiest bar in the region. I got to thinking about my feelings. I got emotional. Did I miss this place? Did I miss the people? The odor? I came back to my senses. Thomas, the bartender, walked over and took the food order. I promptly ordered the spam egg and cheese with japs.

Here's the answer to the emotions… no, I don't miss that place but damn it's fun late night.

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Grady’s Grinder – Only shidiots don’t eat this

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Team, we've got a winner. I love taking wolves to local food joints where they've never eaten. Enter Grady's. It's on 12th Street, maybe Mississippi, next to Joubert's, the other dive bar you've never patronized. I went to Grady's a few years back when I was slinging beer. I remembered the Grinder being a next level sandwich. My memory is on point. The Grinder is one of the bossest sandwiches in town. It's got your favorite meats with all the fixings you'd imagine served on an awesome onion roll. You think you know but you have no idea. Did you know Wolf Queens love pizza? Grady's got that too. "This is one of the best pizzas in town." – Clank in response to her first slice of Grady's Surpreme Pizza. Google map this place. Go there. Eat a bunch. I promise you'll dig it, unless you're some kind of pussy.

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Jimmy’s Serious Sandwich and lukewarm soup

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Y’all know where Fair Park and Markham intersect, right there with that little Subway and Chi’s Chinese Food? Well right next to Chi’s is Jimmy’s Serious Snadwich. It’s in a little shop that looks like it was once home to a Wendy’s or Arby’s. Funny how the atmosphere can go from corporate boring and cold to warm and cozy with a little Local ownership. Anyways you walk in and order at the counter and they deliver to your table a few minutes later.
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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

The sandwich was served warm and all the ingredients were balanced. The bread sticks to your teeth and looks like you’ve been salad tossing someone who doesn’t use toilet paper. Japs set the sandwich off. The special sauce was mayo, honey dijon, and other secretive ingredients. Get it. Now let’s talk about the soup. I son have much to say. It was unremarkable. It came out lukewarm and the flavor didn’t rock my face off. Keep in mind that this was on Shewolf’s plate. I ordered the pasta salad and it was just like home made. So try that. 2 sandwiches and sides and drinks $18.50+/-
Jimmy is proud of these sandwiches. He’s actually serious about them. Comments? I read them and scoff. Leave your kindest remarks below.

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Pitaful – Layla’s Chicken Pita

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Pitaful. You guessed it. This genius Brhodes Scholar invented another word. I didn’t wake up today and say “I can’t wait to hate on a local restaurant.” It just happened. It’s Thanksgiving Eve and every food place in town is packed. I was craving gyro so I headed to Layla’s on Rodney Parham. It’s tucked behind Starfucks in a Mexican shopping center. Layla’s is usually my jam. They’ve hired a few cuties to serve food and the service was spot on. I got the last 4 top table to myself. That’s where the good ends.
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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.

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Dugans Pub – y’all need to go there

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Team, as usual I got horngry and needed some grub stat. Picked up she wolf and headed to Dugan's.

3 Things Happened

1. Potato soup off the motha fuckin chain.
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.

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Open face Philly slap yo face big disgrace

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It was happy hour Friday at JJ's in Conway. 3 hours into Budweiser and countless smokes, hunger set in. Mike D. thinks he's the authority on Philly Cheesesteak sandwiches, he might be but more importantly he's a shidiot. He did get this nasty good looking Philly. I didn't get a bite buy I did get a pic. Y'all. 

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Boulevard Bread – South Main Street

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South Main Street is home to one of the best burgers in town and a bunch of fucking vagrants. In fact, almost everything bad that’s happened to me in LR has happened on this glorious street. I’m referring to the 2 times knifes have been pulled on me and of course the time I traded my iPhone 3GS for a crack pipe. Memories. Little did you know, there’s a new kid on the block. I’m talking about Boulevard Bread. They opened shop a few blocks south of Midtown and the real estate is a gem. Clean white walls, rustic furniture and a size-able coffee bar in the front and a big ass kitchen in the back. I’m told it’s the official bakery for all the Boulevard remote locations.
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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.

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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.

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Chicken Fried Steak SANDWICH

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You probably think Mayflower, AR is the education center and cultural melting pot of the region. You are probably wrong. The only thing in Mayflower’s melting pot is gravy and red colored necks. It’s also home to a fantastic country diner, Stroud’s. From my brofessional observations, Stroud’s is the only thing that matters in Mayflower. Go there, eat country, use hot sauce, tip out.
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BLT Wolf Style

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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.

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A Downtown Favorite – Sports Page

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I was en route to Bennett’s Military Surplus for mandatory men’s items such as olive drab t-shirts and stuff, when I got that feeling. That feeling for something so right and moral you’d do anything to procure that item. You know what I’m talking about? Only the ideal sandwich for wolves and haters, FRIED BOLOGNA.
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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.

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This Sandwich – JJ’s Grill and Chill – Conway

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What happens at team building stays at team building. I agree with this about gossip and bitching, but food is a different story. We were pound towning domestic drafts and my bro Carly got that hunger. Lucky for him, building was at JJ’s. I can honestly say that I’ve never had bad food at this bar. I am addicted to their fried japs and mac n cheese. Carly opted for a sandwich I’ve never had, Ranch Chicken Clubhouse.
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Let’s diagnose. Fried chicken breast, ranch, bacon, pepperjack, lettuce, tomato, onion, on TX toast.

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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.

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Roast Beef Sandwich and Southwestern Burg – Dugan’s Pub – Downtown

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Let’s start this off with a story. Halloween 2010 was buc as hell, and def the most eventful of my stupid life. It started put with a chili cookout and ended with me trading my iPhone for a crack pipe. While that was not the wisest decision, it certainly hasn’t been the stupidest. Ok, now that I think about it, I’m not sharing the juicy detail fon Halloween. Dugan’s Pub was in there somewhere and that’s why I bring it up. I ate there last night and it was on point.
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Smithwicks on draught. QBAPMF – Quit Being A Pu$$ Mother Fxer

Dugan’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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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