If she wears her mirror shades maybe we’ll see some of the game.
What’s beef-on-weck? Sounds kinda legit.
French dip, upstate New York style.
I think Taylor needs to suck it up, take one for the team, and not attend the game. She needs to hide in seclusion so the Superbowl won’t be a constant barrage of Taylor reaction shots between the commercials (which is what half of America is watching anyway), and all the old geezers can actually watch some of the game, when not being in their restroom break so they don’t miss any of the commercials.
(Of course of she did skip the game, the news would just be cutting in to the game for constant coverage of the hotel lobby to see if she’s surfaced like Pawxatawny Phil, combined with a barrage of analysts yammering and speculating on what it all means, and so they wouldn’t get to see any of the game anyway.)
I’m sure they won’t start the game without her.
I wouldn’t call it French dip, really. There’s nothing to dip it in. It’s more a roast beef sandwich on a caraway-seed-and-salt studded roll. It is absolutely heavenly and no trip through Buffalo for me is complete without a stop at Charlie the Butchers. I know Schwabl’s is also a local favorite, but I’m so smitten by Charlie, that I haven’t had a chance to check it out.
(That’s from a trip back in 2006).
Oh, sorry. The “weck” part of “beef-on-weck” refers to the kümmelweck roll. “Kümmel” is caraway seed in German, and “weck” is a dialect word from SW Germany meaning “roll.”
Thanks. Looks tasty.
One doesn’t dip a French dip either, unless the restaurant made it wrong. The bun is dipped in au jus before serving, just like Wikipedia informs me is done with the kummelweck roll.
It’s weird, because some internet sources do say it comes with jus on the side for dipping, but at Charlie’s, there’s no jus on the side, and the sandwich isn’t dipped. So maybe Charlie’s is an anomaly. You could see in the pix there that there is nothing dipped about it. (ETA: Actually, I suppose it’s possible the cut side of the bun is dipped. But it’s not like a French dip where it’s dipped, or an Italian beef here in Chicago that is dunked in the jus.) And I was just there last summer. Same sandwich.
ETA: The pictures of Schwabl’s beef-on-weck don’t look any more dipped, either:
Are people really repeating this garbage take, or is this just a bit or something? During the season, cuts to Taylor Swift for reaction shots took up like 34 seconds of the entire broadcast. Add in the metric fuck-ton of money advertisers drop for commercials, and do you really think 2 whole minutes is going to be a “constant barrage”? Get a grip.
Yeah, that’s a really fucking weird take. I mean, you know, the broadcasters could choose not to show her, too.
I almost posted a disclaimer about if people could tell I was being satirical, but thought it would be obvious. I thought the remarks about the ads and comments on media coverage of her hiding in her room would make it clear.
MAGA has killed satire. RIP.
This, and tone is often very difficult to express in a short text-only medium.
Lesson I’ve learned here: if you think your satirical, non-serious post is obviously so, and no one could possibly take it seriously and literally, you’re likely incorrect, and it can’t hurt to flag it with /s or the like.
I’ve seen dozens of instances similar to this, where people react to a post as literal, and the poster has to come back and say, “c’mon, I was being satirical, how could you not have realized that?”
ADS-B just went live at LAX on the Global Express she chartered from Tokyo. I don’t know if she’s on board, but the timing is right for a hop to Las Vegas.
You know, this young woman flew all the way from Tokyo to Las Vegas to watch her boyfriend play football. And I think they might even be going steady, and are perhaps exclusive.
I think more than a little bit of respect is due.
Especially in this modern age. Those are values of steadfastness and committment one rarely sees anymore, and she should be applauded and respected.
I’d have a lot more respect for her flying from Tokyo to Las Vegas to watch her boyfriend play football in 1924.
I don’t think even Taylor Swift is capable of time travel.
And now, please enjoy British power metal band Dragonforce, who you may remember for the breakout Guitar Hero hit “Through the Fire and Flames”, covering Tay-Tay.
Well, personally, I’d consider it a truer testimonial to Swift’s amazing abilities if she were to have made the flight in 1945.
1924? She could have ridden on a bird! One of many woodland creatures captured by her in the majesty of verse.
But I can tell. There’s a little song being written even as we speak. And they said Tin Pan Alley songwriting was dead. It is not! It lives. At every coffeeshop with a small corner, it will be there. On the side stage of every festival, it will be there. On every boxcar vacant but for one lone hobo with a guitbox, it will be there.
She helped win the superbowl for America, also. That’s something. Too bad it was for the wrong team, but mistakes happen. Just ask Comden, Green, Harburg, Gershwin, Berlin, Cahn, Porter, Pomus. All the greats had upsets now and then.
Ad astra, and all that.