Turns out people like French Fries. And they like Salt Lake City restaurants.
I’m making it my goal to visit a different local restaurant each week and review their French Fries. Any and all suggestions are welcome at this point. I will be closing my call to suggestions after receiving enough initial feedback.
Tell me what you guys would like to see. What locations do we want to know more about? What qualities of fries are important to you?
I have to give mad props to Iggy’s Sports Grill.
In the middle of my shift last night, I developed a craving for french fries. I don’t mean any of that Mac Donald’s or Wendy’s shite. I wanted to sit at a table and eat fries until I was ready to explode. I asked for some feedback on twitter and received a few responses. I also called my previous employer City Cab. Want to know anything about a city? Call the local cab company.
Suggestions included:
My first instinct was to go to The Bayou because I had sweet potato fries at this place in Provo called Guru’s or something. I can’t quite remember the name. Sweet potato fries are delicious.
Then somebody mentioned battered fries at Iggy’s and I decided that I must have them. I went to Iggy’s website and it was atrocious. The website takes more than thirty seconds to load, it is strictly flash based, and there is no link for me to go to a regular html site. Negative points for Iggy’s. After feeling like I no longer wanted to do business with them, I called them up and soon realized that finding french fries at eight in the morning may be a more difficult task than I first had realized. Iggy’s did not open until eleven.
I was down about this for a bit. Went home. Pouted around my apartment for a minute. Had a discussion with houseguest Jenn involving what we use to fill that hole. You know what I’m talking about. Things like chocolate or ice-cream or candy. I’ve quit smoking recently. I also have emotional baggage that I wished to supress. Jenn got me all excited about chocolate and ice-cream but it didn’t quite satisfy my hunger until I figured out the answer. HOT FUDGE!
It had been decided. I asked her if she wanted to go on an adventure with me and get some french fries and something with hot fudge. She declined. So I called my neighbor. I only made it to “Want to go get some fries and hot fu-?” “I’ll be ready in fifteen minutes!”
Listening to some old school “Killing in the Name of”, we arrived at The Bayou. Silly me. I had forgotton that in order to eat french fries at The Bayou at eleven o’clock in the morning, I must pay for a membership. What a downer. I sighed and reached into my wallet, paying the cover charge. After sitting down and ordering coffee we have a look at the menu and THERE IS NO HOT FUDGE.
The Bayou servers were quite gracious with their return of my cover charge and accepting that the coffee was not paid for. I offered to just pay for the coffee with my cover charge and call it even, but they went the extra.
This experience told us that Iggy’s was the place to be. On the way to Iggy’s my companion learned for herself the ugliness that was Iggy’s website. I’ll have to tell you now that they more than made up for it with their clean restaurant, prompt seating, and delicious fries.
Big ego that I have, I requested the hostess sit us under the brightest light in a circular type bench seat that is the first thing you see upon entering the establishment. They had this decadent chocolate cake fudge volcano type deal on the menu and we were happy.
The dessert took so long to get to us that we no longer had any fries to dip into the ice cream and fudge. Is this a Utah thing, by the way? Or do girls everywhere love to dip their fries in chocolatey goodness? The fries were that yummy. We were going to order another batch.
This was the part where our server brought us our dessert and offered us another batch of fries ON THE HOUSE. I was in love after that point. I forgot to mention that Iggy’s starts your experience off with their house bread which is divine. Something about fresh and parmesean and there was this amazing ‘chili water’ that was sweet and had a zing at the end.
Overall, the experience was wonderful and we enjoyed ourselves. Like I said before, mad props to Iggy’s for turning my day around. I really would like to share this with others so contact me and we can make arrangements to go try out the fries and fudge experience.
P.S. I owe @candacelydia for the suggestion because I promised all you can eat fries to the person who provided me the best suggestion so she gets first dibs.
I just had to share this. I think it speaks for itself.
The top ten most irritating phrases: (in no particular order)
1 - It’s not my fault that…
2 - Should of
3 - Not Necessarily
4 - Have some common sense
5 - No offense
6 - I don’t have anything against [specific group of people]. In fact, many of my friends are…
7 - Grow up
8 - Some people say
9 - Using the word ass as an adjective instead of a noun
10 - I’m sorry
Here are some brief thoughts concerning my list:
I thought it would be fun to pass this list around and put our own ‘favorites’ on it. I’d like to see what others think. If you don’t have your own blog, feel free to copypaste the list into the comments section of mine and share your reasoning behind some of your choices or why certain phrases particularly annoy you.
If you make a list, feel free to link to it in the comments.
The original list came from here, via Marginal Revolution.
I was having a discussion with somebody today about things that I *wished* I would write. I’ve noticed that most of the discourses and knowledge that I share tends to only come out when I have a live audience. During a chat session, for example.
Today we explored some of the ideological paths that some of our modern technology and communities have sprung from. In the past I have discussed, in length, the history of what I describe as the modern ‘movement’ of sharing information and building specialized communities that are not hindered by any form of physical or cultural border.
I generally start the discussion with some sort of bold claim that the global community we have now all sprouted from the actions and ideas that were founded in the sixties. I understand that there were movements before this that lead up to what happened in the sixties, but I believe that a major defining moment of how the world percieves itself occured around this time.
I hope to discuss this in more depth sometime in the near future. I generate some fun quotes when I am having these spouts of lucidness concerning the chaos and overabundance of sensory information we have in our modern times. Please feel free to bug me in real-time chat, whether it be online, over the phone or face to face. I also picked up a copy of Strunk’s Elements of Style so I can improve my writing. I’ve noticed that my command of the English language has been lacking recently.
Here’s to getting back on track with my blog.
Mindy,
I don’t know what to do. I’m done with the anger and I’m done with whatever stupid shit between us. I do not know how to reach you, I don’t have a way of calling you, I don’t have a way of seeing you. I have nothing else. I don’t know who you are or what your motives are but that is not what matters.
I would much rather this be between the person that it really affects, but I don’t even know who she is or what her needs are. I need your help Mindy.
I’ll say it again
Mindy, I need your help.
I’ll forget about my ego. This has nothing to do with that. I’ve created a child with you. I’m here. I’m willing.
There’s a baby girl involved. The whole world can judge me as unworthy to raise her, but that will not make me go away or destroy those ties. She can have whatever I can provide.
I don’t know what else to do. I wasn’t there before, I’m not there now, and there is nothing I can do about that without dragging her into something ugly. I am capable of providing love. Please let her have that much. I can’t do this without you.
Listen you poor child, why don’t you communicate with me like a normal person?
Your little game to frustrate me and piss me off is working wonderfully, thanks.
Now that I’m pissed off, do you feel like you’re still in control? You seriously need some help. I’m not telling you this to put you down or mess with your little fantasy world but you are sick in the head. One Hundred Percent sick in the head.
Besides that, stop playing your silly little commenting games and start talking to me for real. The traits you display of cowardice, selfishness, greed, and pathological lying concern me to no end. Combined with your obvious lack of any form of brain function or education this makes you a very dangerous person.
You know nothing about me and you never *will* know anything about me or the world around you because you don’t know the first thing about opening your eyes. I can’t even have a civil discourse with you when your only agenda in life is to prove to yourself and our daughter that she doesn’t want or need any one in this world other than you.
I would love to have even the slightest bit of respect for you but you make it very difficult. I hope that someday you can find something better to do other than making up fantasies in your head about other people. I’m still waiting for you back up your words.
It is quite a struggle to keep one’s patience when the other party hides in the shadows taunting and making false threats yet no action is taken.
Quit being a coward.
Quit playing the victim.
Quit being such a fucking cunt.
And mostly, please start being a human being. You’re worse than a child with your games and your unsuccessful attempts at having any semblance of control over your own mind, body, and environment.
What a funny little profanity filter.
The best way to prepare yourself for voting next time is to start at the beginning again and focus on basic history and how the government is set-up.
Learn about the three branches of government and what they are
Learn about our history
Learn about the Bill of Rights, from grade school type material. Look for something geared to a 4th-6th grade level.
Learn about the United States Constitution
Learn about the Declaration of Independence.
Before you can make any change, you need to start there.
The whole reason we are where we are at now is because your peers do not know any of these basic rights.
They just speak and vote and parrot so they don’t have to admit that they know nothing.
You have an advantage because you are not afraid to admit you know nothing.
Let me know if you want some resources for the above topics. Those are the foundations of how you should vote. Because how you feel about those documents and about being an American will provide you an opportunity to make an informed decision when voting.
It will require much reading, but as a result we will have a stronger society because you took the time to read.
The most important part is knowing your culture’s history. Knowing what came before and then deciding where *you* as an individual would like things to end up. Do not become someone else’s agenda. Become your own voice.
You cannot speak until you have listened to yourself
Then find out where to vote
P.S. this was originally dedicated to my sister, but then I realized that it can apply to many people.
Not fifteen minutes ago, an anonymous female called my employer trying to find out information about me. She would not give any identifying information about herself but she demanded access to me. Something to do with me having access to her “pound”?
I have no clue what is going through this girl’s head but she sure is playing a stupid game. My phone number is available to her as well as my blog and my email address and my home address. The only reason anyone would have to call my employer is if they were up to no good. Sneaky lying bastiches.
Now I have Mindy K Davis’s home address, phone number, and IP address. She should have thought this through better. Maybe she should have just payed the 10,000 dollars to get artificially inseminated instead of thinking she could play a human being for a sap and a sucker and a fool. You dumb bitch. Maybe if you weren’t so stupid you could accomplish something better with your life.
Now is the time for you to allow the both of us to raise our daughter.
In case you forgot, here is the info again
my phone number XXX.XXX.XXXX
my email address keldwud@gmail.com (you already know that one because you have been posting fake sex ads for me so I would get harassed by people looking for sex)
my home address Salt Lake City, UT
show me what you’ve got. You gonna show me how good you are? Or are you going to be white trash and try and escalate the situation by sending thugs after me to harass me and mess with my home to try and scare me off?
Like I said before, you’ll have to kill me if you want to make sure that your daughter doesn’t have a father. Because right now she does. And there is nothing you can do to change that. Even in death, I will still be our child’s father. Deal with it and take your own advice about “growing up”.
You can lie to yourself and your family and our daughter as much as you want but you do not have enough power or brain matter to control history or facts. All you can do is destroy people’s lives. Why don’t you make a real difference and do the right thing.
I don’t even want to hear your voice unless it is to say “keldwud I’m sorry” I suggest you find a mediator to use to communicate with me until you learn how to stop avoiding life and learning to deal with it.
This whole ‘harassing my place of work’ game is pretty boring.
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