Thursday, August 14, 2003

Cheesesteak Lingo: Your "Provolone, wit'" post sent my mind- a-scramblin' to remember the street vendor in Durham, New Hampshire, that Mr. Frankie V. took me to long ago. I can't recall his name, but he was well known. This guy had a business palaver, not fit for a family website like this, that replaced the names of condiments with various bodily discharges, secretions, and wastes. It was nearly enough to eradicate anyone's appetite -- excepting, of course, adolescent boys like me who found it absolutely hilarious.

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