Good Lord. Chili (of any kind) and pasta have no natural relationship. It’s cats and dogs sleeping together!
I lived in WI for several years and never heard of this. People like this? Gah.
Good Lord. Chili (of any kind) and pasta have no natural relationship. It’s cats and dogs sleeping together!
I lived in WI for several years and never heard of this. People like this? Gah.
The Tasty was a central landmark of Harvard Square, beloved of students, faculty and locals alike. The atmosphere, combined with the fact that it was the only 24-hour restaurant around, kept it alive far longer than the food did, as I can’t recall ever hearing of anyone eating there in the daytime.
Beth’s Cafe. I fuckin’ love the atmosphere, but the food is nothing to write home about. On the other hand, where else can you get a 12-egg omelette at three in the morning?
Dude, you’ve never heard of the wonderous Skyline Chili? And I grew up serving chili over pasta–we called it “Cowboy Spaghetti” at my house, years before I had ever heard of Skyline Chili and Cincinatti’s chili-over-spaghetti tradition.