Actually, they’re deep-fried chicken livers from Dinah’s. I just like putting on a Spanish accent and calling things “sacred… of Guadaloupe”.
I had some for lunch yesterday, and now I’m eating them cold for breakfast. Mmmm. Nothing like cold filtration units and a hot cuppa joe!
Anyone know the Spanish for “to hurl”?
What? You don’t like tasty filtration units? Mmmmmm!
Try em pan fried with bacon and onion. Mmmm!
You know, this is really not what I was expecting.
Dinah’s…
…I haven’t driven by that way in a while, but I remember eating it as a kid. But we stuck to the fried chicken meat, not the livers. Urp.
Someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah;
someone’s in the kitchen I know owe owe…
someone’s in the kitchen with Dinah;
Munchin’ on chicken guts…
Believe it or not: vomitar
Quiero que vomitar, gracias. Blech.