Saturday, June 4, 2011

Super Pan Latino Sandwich Shop – The Fire Burger!




One of the many treats to be found in Atlanta is a small sandwich shop, owned and operated by one time Top Chef contestant Hector Santiago that specializes in sandwiches with a Latino flair. The first time I was able to enjoy this eatery was about a year ago, and was blown away by the freshness of the ingredients, and the quality and care of the foods preparation. Everything they seemed to offer from the brisket to their pork was flavorful to the nth degree (the carnitas, for example, is like a soft, warm, fatty oral orgasm for this glutton!).
Due to limited hours of operation, and not working in driving distance to their shop, however, I found it often to go as frequently as I would have desired. This desire was compounded when they added a hamburger, steeped in ghost pepper ketchup to their Friday lineup. Being kind of a masochist when it comes to spicy food, always asking to bring my nose to a state of running and make tears of joy and pain run down my plump cheeks, I was in love with the idea of this burger. 


To make a long story short, It took me close to a year before I was able to get a Friday off and be able to visit the shop.

While I found that the burger, which is two beef patties adorned with the aforementioned fire sauce, lettuce, cheese, and pickles on a freshly made hamburger bun, was a fine burger, the overall experience failed to live up to my expectations.  The burger itself didn’t live up to the same uniqueness the rest of their menu excels at, and while my wife found it plenty hot, I was left wanting additional kick.

Pope Crisco

Four Fantastic Things #1: Four Fantastic Four Creative Teams




While the objective of an author’s review of any consumable should be as objective as possible, but because we each have our own experiences and preferences, true objectivity is difficult to obtain. Due to this, whenever reading a review, it’ a good idea to know something about the individual who is pontificating on the consumable du jour.  The purpose of this new feature is twofold, one it gives me the opportunity to put my reviews in context with things I have established as enjoying, and second I get to discuss, in brief, items that might not need a full entries detail.

While I will often use a theme to bring the focus of these articles together, I do foresee breaking from that format on occasion.

For the first installment, from the source that inspired the title of this new feature, I will indulge in my first guilty pleasure, and discuss the best four writers/artists that made the Fantastic Four the “world’s greatest comic magazine.”

#1 Stan Lee and Jack Kirby 

Starting at the beginning of this group of hero’s mythology, it didn’t hurt that the creative team that gave them life was the team of Jack Kirby and Stan Lee.  Covering the first 102 issues of the series, the duo laid the expansive groundwork that effectively made Marvel’s first family a successful narrative, combining larger than life adventure of a scientific/space bend with the dynamic of four people who had human issues with how they saw themselves, and how they would work together as individuals who have to rise above their individuality and work and live as a single entity.  Also, although not the first in the superhero world, the focus of the team was not crime fighting. Where popular titles from Superman, Batman to Spiderman spent a fair amount of time making the world a more decent place for the people in the cities they patrolled, the FF at their best is about exploration and defense of the galaxy.

#2 John Byrne, writer and artist. 

After the comic’s initial heyday, the popularity, and ultimately the quality of the writing and artistry of the pulp rag declined, and was often mired in comic book clichés, and only superficially touched on what the original run offered the reader. When Byrne took hold of the series though, the aspects that made the comic worth reading where brought back with a vengeance.  

#3 Walter Simonson, writer and artist.

My affinity with our #3 pick is perhaps the most superficial of the picks, but is still dear to myself because he was the writer artist for the first issue of any comic book that got me reading them regularly with his work on issue #337. While Simonson’s endeavors where of a great quality, they pale in comparison to many of this lauded writer and artist’s other endeavors (check out Simonson’s Sandman Mystery Theater for some of the best detective/vigilante writing I have read to date).  

#4  Jonathan Hickman, writer, and Steve Epting, artist
 
 After Simonson ended his run, Tom Defalco took over writing responsibilities for the Fantastic Four, and began the book’s decline. The art suffered, the character development ceased, and each issue seemed to always culminate in two teams of superhero’s fighting without much motive. This combined with the fact I was becoming more mature, and straying away from the pulp fiction, I took a hiatus from the comic book world for a good decade or so, until the announcement that a member of the FF would be killed off, for good this time.

While I was hesitant to be pulled into the comic book world again because of a gimmick, ultimately I bought the first issue, and realized what I was missing. Just like the prior writers and artists, Marvel had coupled talent that knew how to address the first family of comics with a scope that was fantastic, yet very human.

I hope you enjoyed this article, and are looking forward to more.  Please subscribe, comment, follow, or anything else to feed this narcissist.

Pope Crisco

Friday, June 3, 2011

Molson XXX


In high school I was an odd one for a number of reasons. One thing that sticks out, as I obsess about hockey as I do every spring in the cusp of the playoffs, is my obsession with Canada. As a student I had a Canadian flag hanging over my bed, and I obsessed about Canadian culture from music to general culture. I applied for art colleges in Calgary, studied French, and often joined in Canadian chat rooms during the infancy of the internet for the masses.  Aside from hockey though, currently I am for the most part quite content with my home in Georgia, trading in a southern drawl for the double “O” Canadians are stereotyped with (example, about sounds like aboot). In the spirit of my previous post about hockey players’ beards, I decided I would try an example of a mass produced Canadian beer, not yet having ventured into the great white north for fermented inebriation in my 12 years of legal drinking.  

I wanted to go with a Molson “varietal” based on the prominence of their advertising in the broadcast of Canada’s national sport, and  was drawn ro XXX due to the alluring display of “Import,” “Super Premium Beer,” and most importantly “7.8% abv” on the black and silver sixer.

I’ve never had a ““Super Premium Beer” beer before, and it sounds pretty similar to “craft” so it must be good, right? (Because the internet is not the best tool to convey sarcasm, please understand I am not being serious.) So I let the beer chill, and pop the first top on the patio with my wife on this nice spring evening.

The beer pours with a fair amount of carbonation, but fails to develop more than a half finger of head, and dissipates almost immediately. The color is a straw hue, perhaps only slightly darker than urine.

The nose is very light, and has only the slightest suggestion of adjunct grains and malt.

The flavor is not much different, being very similar to any Miller/Coors/Inbev/Pabst adjunct beer, but with a pleasant fruity note, leaning towards tasting like apples. On the backend there is a nice, slight bitterness paired with a less than desired alcohol note.

Despite being advertised as a “super premium beer” there is no nothing in this beer that makes it any more or less than a standard macro beer other than its ability to get one drunk with fewer ounces of beverage.

Prost!

You call that a beard, eh?



Recently I have lost two things very dear to me, the first being my beard that was removed as a joke and in solidarity for a friends unintentional loss of facial hair, and the loss of my current favorite sports franchise. Pending a review by the National Hockey League’s board will likely approve the sale of the Atlanta Thrashers, and their relocation to Winnipeg, making a lot of Sunbelt hockey fans, myself included, very sad.

As Georgia is poised to lose an NHL franchise for the second time, one of the greatest continuing traditions in modern sport is underway in Vancouver as the Canucks and Boston Bruins are engaged in a best of seven series for the right to raise the Stanly Cup. As the two teams engage in the finals of a long, arduous playoff structure they are not only engaging in grinding body checks, blocking pucks off weird bounces, and otherwise abusing their bodies for our entertainment and their glory, they also throw away implements of shaving to the ice, and grow fantastic playoff beards.

Inspired by my own trek back to being bearded, my obsession with hockey, and most importantly many similar posts on JoffreTheGiant’s website, here is a collection of respectable hockey beards that, in my opinion, are some of the most impressive in all of professional sports. 








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