Monday, August 26, 2002
Tarmouth
I have come to a conclusion: People who smoke love gyros sandwiches. Especially weed smokers. In the course of my deliveries for the pizza joint last night, 3 deliveries I made were to apartments with pot smoke drifting out of them. All of these people ordered gyros, the wonderful sliced lamb & beef with tzatziki sauce on pita bread creations of the Greeks, I believe. They have a very strong flavor.
My dad smokes 2 or 3 packs of benson & hedges de luxe ultra lights 100s every day. He orders pizzas with black olives, mushrooms, anchovies, green peppers, and sausage on a regular basis. Garlic sometimes, too. He drinks lots of bourbon. He really has to go overboard with the flavor assault. My theory is that people who smoke have a layer of tar and resin paste on their tongues, and stronger flavors cut through and dissolve this paste. Like Draino but for your mouth. I used to put jalapenos on absolutely everything when I smoked Newports. I'm a non-menthol smoker nowadays, and my jalapeno compulsion has reduced drasticly. Once I run out of White Castles, I'm going to eat lettuce and felafels until my colon recovers. 1:15 PM - Bottle Rocket Fire Alarm
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