The sandwich which must not be eaten*

I give you the Schmitter, a delicious if somewhat deadly combination of beef, cheese, and fried salami, and more cheese, available for the brave of heart and reckless of arteries at Citizens Bank Park (home of the Philadelphia Phillies).

* Okay, I ate it. And I'll eat it again, the next time I'm in Philly!

Teh yum

Thanks to my dad, who's visiting us this weekend from South Jersey, I'm having Taylor Pork Roll for breakfast. How the rest of the country lives without this stuff is quite frankly beyond me! If you don't know what the hell I'm talking about, check out Wikipedia's entry on "Taylor Ham". And if you do know what pork roll is and are drooling all over your keyboard right now because you can't get it where you are, go to JerseyPorkRoll.com, where not only can you have your nitrate fix delivered to you in the mail, but you can also share your "Pork Roll Memories" if you feel so inspired.

(And yes, that really is Ween singing about Pork Roll! How cool is that?)