Nope. That would be Mormonic Macaroni. Popular at all those church suppers, where you can get introduced to your future wife and cousin, at the same time.
*ahem*
IhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyou.
I could actually feel my stomach doing a little flip-flop as I read that.
Surprisingly, I’m still having mac ‘n’ cheese for dinner. Years of being around my horrible friends has allowed me to easily dump my medium-term memory, yay! All those years of being put off my dinner are finally being made up for!
I’m always searching for things tagged under “butter eggs whic is well cooked at 350 degrees in macaronic and cheese will leave kitchen frozen.” It’s good to see I’m not the only one.
Obviously it is a breakfast meal made with all the ingredients listed. Pigs feet, fish sandwiches, hamburgers…. and it tastes as good as that there sign looks, mmm doggies…
If your primary vehicle was rusty pick-up with gun rack on the back, you lacked about 1/5 of your teeth, and if you considered McDs “fine dining,” you would find that sign very enticing.
In the South, you can get some really great soul food or barbecue from places with signs like that. Generally the rent is cheaper on places attached to gas stations, and that puts you on what is probably the main road in a small town. In Louisianan, the best boudin, andouille and assorted other region specific specialties are sold from places with signs like that.
I’m not Southern but lived in MS 3.5 years, and other southern states the past 15. I agaree that good food can be found at roadside but, my own experience has been that handlettered signes with one or two items (RIBS, B-B-Q) and picnic tables with paper towels for napkins are better signs than that one. There are too many offerings to do any well (fish & ribs & burgers?); Add gas fumes and I’m thinking someone inside selling bait. Nope, Nope – I’ll hold out for “Frank’s Biscuits” or “Ray’s Ribs.”
Damn you for putting that song in my head. To get rid of it, (and to do my own version of “rickrolling”), I just looked up a song to send to my friend. Unfortunately, it was only available on myspace. I now feel dirty. Very, very dirty.
Here’s the song that I wanted to find. And, no. It’s not a religious song. The writer/singer is… different.
Speaking of that evilness, a good friend of mine and her friend from high school have been torturing each other every year by passing back and forth a Christmas Macarena cd(don’t ask me how you could have a cd full of it). Each year, it gets more and more involved. Past giftings include delivered in flowers, having a bakery put it in a cake, and delivered by other friends in another city. They’ve so far run out of ideas…
My friend could use some new delivery methods if anyone has any!
I think they actually have already done a singing telegram! See, it really has gotten out of control… they were saying that the only way to really top any of them might be at either’s wedding. The high school friend is graduating from college. We have discussed trying to get the dean to give it to her instead of the diploma…
If it’s a cd, hand it from the antenna of the car, perhaps? My ex-husband, his sister, and her girlfriend passed a pair of yellow, sequined thong undies. They put it on his truck antenna one morning. He didn’t see it, and drove past the neighbor kids standing out at the bus stop.
The shipping weight of a big soggy solid thing like baked mac! It will likely be another $10 or even $20 to get it to you. This person needs to find a farmers’ market; casserole’s not a mailorder type of product.
I looked at the seller’s shop and one of the sold items is a rack of barbecued ribs. Who even buys cooked meat online to be shipped long distance??? A brave, stupid, macaronic person? Or maybe someone who lives in a place with no grocery stores or restaurants?
Ok, I checked to see if this sold, & apparently it didn’t, but according to the 1 feedback, someone actually bought ribs here, & they loved them. *shakes head* I just can’t wrap my head around the idea of buying food on etsy, especially from a seller with no feedback from other would-be over the internet meat buyers.
Yo, where is Mah Chronic? Ten dollars is not alot of cheddar for some dope ass weed. You know I like my “mexican cheese” sorta hairy, with a good aroma.
No one caught the phrase “Now Servicing Breakfast”? I honestly did not know someone could do that. Is this poorly translated dialect? Or maybe they’re literally “fixing” breakfast? Like routine maintenance? Like, over the years the breakfast got nastier and indigestible so the “service” man had to come in and repair the eggs and toast?
June 18, 2011 at 1:32 pm
what is “whic”?
June 18, 2011 at 1:35 pm
for that matter what are noddles?
June 18, 2011 at 1:39 pm
a sweet nickname for somebody’s beloved Vicodin?
June 18, 2011 at 1:33 pm
It’s moronic macaroni.
June 18, 2011 at 1:37 pm
To be eatern by “mormons?”
June 18, 2011 at 3:51 pm
Nope. That would be Mormonic Macaroni. Popular at all those church suppers, where you can get introduced to your future wife and cousin, at the same time.
June 18, 2011 at 5:10 pm
I didn’t know Mormons were into that. I thought it was just West Virginia.
June 19, 2011 at 9:53 am
I thought that was the Baptists.
June 18, 2011 at 3:48 pm
Macaroni Colonic. I’m guessing breakfast at this place will have similar effects on the bowels.
June 18, 2011 at 1:34 pm
Maybe they meant meconium.
June 18, 2011 at 5:42 pm
*ahem*
IhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyou.
I could actually feel my stomach doing a little flip-flop as I read that.
Surprisingly, I’m still having mac ‘n’ cheese for dinner. Years of being around my horrible friends has allowed me to easily dump my medium-term memory, yay! All those years of being put off my dinner are finally being made up for!
June 18, 2011 at 1:36 pm
I’m a fan of eating noddles myself.
June 18, 2011 at 1:39 pm
Who’s noodles?
June 18, 2011 at 1:53 pm
cannibal.
(nod·dle/ˈnädl/
Noun: A person’s head.)
June 18, 2011 at 3:52 pm
Hey great! I appreciate it when zombies announce themselves publicly. Makes it easier to get a running start.
June 18, 2011 at 1:36 pm
Macaronic is quasi-macaroni. Like “macaronish.” Or “macaronesque.”
June 18, 2011 at 4:02 pm
Sounds hipster to me.
“This dish is so macaronesque. The cheese is overstated, therefore denying the past its due.”
June 18, 2011 at 1:36 pm
I still have no idea what’s being sold…
A sign?
Macaronic and cheese?
Ribs, fish sandwiches, pig feet, chicken strips?
Is it steampunk?
June 18, 2011 at 1:39 pm
Alas it is steampunk first made by Guglielmo Marconi
June 18, 2011 at 1:44 pm
That poor man.
Via wiki-
“Macaroni was born in Bologna”
June 18, 2011 at 5:12 pm
Maybe, but it defiantly was made in my artistic ability.
(Yes, I can spell definitely.)
June 18, 2011 at 1:38 pm
I’m always searching for things tagged under “butter eggs whic is well cooked at 350 degrees in macaronic and cheese will leave kitchen frozen.” It’s good to see I’m not the only one.
June 18, 2011 at 6:04 pm
I don’t trust anything that will leave my kitchen frozen.
Unless she means her kitchen. I’m sure that’s great, but does she promise it will get to me still frozen?
June 18, 2011 at 1:38 pm
Guglielmo Marconi and cheese is the steampunk styled dish of macaroni and cheese with all the gears and cogs you could ever want baked inside.
June 18, 2011 at 4:04 pm
I hate getting watch parts in my teeth.
June 18, 2011 at 1:39 pm
At least it leaves the kitchen frozen.
June 18, 2011 at 1:46 pm
That makes it an excelent sumer meel whic can be made on a Hot Day.
June 18, 2011 at 2:29 pm
Well, what do you do if the heat won’t get them the hell out?
June 18, 2011 at 1:39 pm
Something that hipsters eat? You know, taking the traditional Mac & cheese and making it ironic. Perhaps they serve it in an octopus shaped dish?
June 18, 2011 at 1:41 pm
If it were for hipsters it would have an ironic moustache in it.
June 18, 2011 at 1:46 pm
Perhaps that is the garnish after it is defrosted?
June 18, 2011 at 1:52 pm
I think it come with choice of fumanchu or handlebar moustache
June 18, 2011 at 2:41 pm
Can make it your self with this.
June 18, 2011 at 6:19 pm
I suck at posting images, but here you go. Hipster mac and cheese. It has an octopus.
http://blog.timesunion.com/austinbenconnor/files/2008/02/2259894137_480313d6c3.jpg
June 18, 2011 at 1:40 pm
I do so love a good servicing breakfast!
June 18, 2011 at 2:08 pm
Beats using the table for food!
June 18, 2011 at 3:15 pm
Is that breakfast with a “happy ending”?
June 18, 2011 at 4:31 pm
Would get my day started way better than eggs.
June 18, 2011 at 1:40 pm
Where is the barn wood, octopus, moustache, owl or old, tarnished utensil?
June 18, 2011 at 2:08 pm
I’d imagine that there is plenty of barn wood and tarnished utensils inside.
June 18, 2011 at 1:42 pm
Obviously it is a breakfast meal made with all the ingredients listed. Pigs feet, fish sandwiches, hamburgers…. and it tastes as good as that there sign looks, mmm doggies…
What’s wrong with ya’ll?
June 18, 2011 at 2:00 pm
I think I just got food poisoning from reading this listing.
June 18, 2011 at 1:44 pm
HEY MACARONIC! ALRIGHT!
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June 18, 2011 at 1:46 pm
Ugh, fixed the fail below.
June 18, 2011 at 1:44 pm
I’m more disturbed by “Now Servicing Breakfast.”
Uh, no thanks, I’d prefer that Mel Sharples didn’t hump my pancakes.
June 18, 2011 at 1:46 pm
Especially since someone seems very… enthused about that fact.
June 18, 2011 at 1:55 pm
Yeah, well you can kiss my grits.
June 18, 2011 at 1:45 pm
I don’t understand the logistics of this.
Do they cook the macaroni and cheese, then freeze it, then shit it to you frozen?
Or do they just combine the ingredients and freeze and ship that?
What would that smell like after 3-5 business days and possibly a weekend spent with the USPS when it finally arrives on your doorstep?
Or do they just send you a recipe?
Is a Mac-n-cheese recipe worth ten bucks when I can buy a box with instructions for 98 cents at the grocery store?
And lastly, why would I want anything food-related from a place with THAT sign?
June 18, 2011 at 1:47 pm
that’s macaronic… totally different from mac ‘n cheese.. it’s a southern thing.
June 18, 2011 at 1:48 pm
but yes, i think they do shit it to you frozen
June 18, 2011 at 1:48 pm
OK, I know it is probably a typo but I LOVE the mental picture of them “shitting” it to you.
June 18, 2011 at 1:49 pm
I knooowww.. .i had to respond to it too.. I want a sign with that on it!
June 18, 2011 at 6:05 pm
And with butter eggs in it.
June 18, 2011 at 10:07 pm
“Posted prices do not include tax or shitting.”
June 18, 2011 at 1:51 pm
If your primary vehicle was rusty pick-up with gun rack on the back, you lacked about 1/5 of your teeth, and if you considered McDs “fine dining,” you would find that sign very enticing.
June 18, 2011 at 1:56 pm
Shitting it to you frozen would be the result of a “high macaronic”.
June 18, 2011 at 5:14 pm
Would you have my baby?
June 18, 2011 at 3:07 pm
In the South, you can get some really great soul food or barbecue from places with signs like that. Generally the rent is cheaper on places attached to gas stations, and that puts you on what is probably the main road in a small town. In Louisianan, the best boudin, andouille and assorted other region specific specialties are sold from places with signs like that.
June 18, 2011 at 3:08 pm
*Louisiana. Not -an. Sorry bout that.
June 18, 2011 at 4:45 pm
I’m not Southern but lived in MS 3.5 years, and other southern states the past 15. I agaree that good food can be found at roadside but, my own experience has been that handlettered signes with one or two items (RIBS, B-B-Q) and picnic tables with paper towels for napkins are better signs than that one. There are too many offerings to do any well (fish & ribs & burgers?); Add gas fumes and I’m thinking someone inside selling bait. Nope, Nope – I’ll hold out for “Frank’s Biscuits” or “Ray’s Ribs.”
June 19, 2011 at 10:06 am
I’m from the South, born and raised, but I wouldn’t eat anything’s feet. Pigs feet? *hork* Even the bbq won’t make up for that.
June 18, 2011 at 5:15 pm
God I miss those little barbecue places. New England barbecue just doesn’t cut it.
June 18, 2011 at 6:21 pm
Yes, and the biscuits! However, you don’t want to try a MS lobster shack; crawfish only get so big:)
June 18, 2011 at 3:10 pm
You’re not a Southerner, are you? Some of the best eats in this part of the country come from places with signage as bad or worse.
June 18, 2011 at 1:46 pm
Try again….
June 18, 2011 at 3:33 pm
I haven’t been this transfixed since the night we learned of “Meatspin”…
June 18, 2011 at 4:17 pm
“Heeeeey Macaronic!”
June 18, 2011 at 5:15 pm
They all want me, can’t have me….
June 18, 2011 at 1:48 pm
It’s the dance people do on the buffet table to prevent you from breaking your Lo-Cab diet.
June 18, 2011 at 1:49 pm
CARB. Or Lo-Cab, if the air shocks are out on your taxi.
June 18, 2011 at 1:59 pm
Damn you for putting that song in my head. To get rid of it, (and to do my own version of “rickrolling”), I just looked up a song to send to my friend. Unfortunately, it was only available on myspace. I now feel dirty. Very, very dirty.
Here’s the song that I wanted to find. And, no. It’s not a religious song. The writer/singer is… different.
http://www.myspace.com/niswander/videos/video/2861205
June 18, 2011 at 4:23 pm
Speaking of that evilness, a good friend of mine and her friend from high school have been torturing each other every year by passing back and forth a Christmas Macarena cd(don’t ask me how you could have a cd full of it). Each year, it gets more and more involved. Past giftings include delivered in flowers, having a bakery put it in a cake, and delivered by other friends in another city. They’ve so far run out of ideas…
My friend could use some new delivery methods if anyone has any!
June 18, 2011 at 5:00 pm
Singing gorilla telegram, duh.
June 18, 2011 at 5:21 pm
I think they actually have already done a singing telegram! See, it really has gotten out of control… they were saying that the only way to really top any of them might be at either’s wedding. The high school friend is graduating from college. We have discussed trying to get the dean to give it to her instead of the diploma…
June 18, 2011 at 6:18 pm
If it’s a cd, hand it from the antenna of the car, perhaps? My ex-husband, his sister, and her girlfriend passed a pair of yellow, sequined thong undies. They put it on his truck antenna one morning. He didn’t see it, and drove past the neighbor kids standing out at the bus stop.
June 18, 2011 at 6:19 pm
Also, how about the server putting it in the little plastic envelope thingy with the check at the end of dinner?
June 18, 2011 at 2:14 pm
So what is for breakfast? BBQ pig’s feet?
June 18, 2011 at 3:11 pm
Naw, brains ‘n’ eggs.
June 18, 2011 at 5:17 pm
You know, I was going to buy a can of brains to use as a gag gift at a white elephant party, and Armour doesn’t make them anymore.
June 18, 2011 at 10:14 pm
Unless they’re raising zombie pigs, they still have them somewhere. Probably mixed into animal feed.
June 18, 2011 at 6:07 pm
Brains and butter eggs, that is.
Cooked in lard.
June 18, 2011 at 6:18 pm
I will not eat green eggs and brains.
June 18, 2011 at 2:30 pm
This could be any corner in Memphis, TN.
June 18, 2011 at 3:14 pm
Great, now I’m hungry for noddles and I don’t have any in the house. Well, isn’t this macaronic?
June 18, 2011 at 3:43 pm
Ah, it’s Alanis Morissette’s recipe!
…Don’t you think?
June 18, 2011 at 3:17 pm
When I dance they call me macaronic
and the boys they say that I´m moronic
June 18, 2011 at 3:22 pm
This is one of my favorite posts, after the adorable kitty on the dirty carpet with the Hall’s wrapper. Or was it Ricola?
June 18, 2011 at 5:01 pm
Damn it. Now I’m hearing “Reeeeeeeeeee-COLAH!” in my head.
June 18, 2011 at 3:36 pm
The shipping weight of a big soggy solid thing like baked mac! It will likely be another $10 or even $20 to get it to you. This person needs to find a farmers’ market; casserole’s not a mailorder type of product.
June 18, 2011 at 4:00 pm
I looked at the seller’s shop and one of the sold items is a rack of barbecued ribs. Who even buys cooked meat online to be shipped long distance??? A brave, stupid, macaronic person? Or maybe someone who lives in a place with no grocery stores or restaurants?
June 18, 2011 at 4:12 pm
Ok, I checked to see if this sold, & apparently it didn’t, but according to the 1 feedback, someone actually bought ribs here, & they loved them. *shakes head* I just can’t wrap my head around the idea of buying food on etsy, especially from a seller with no feedback from other would-be over the internet meat buyers.
June 18, 2011 at 6:08 pm
Yeah…buying a bbq sauce, maybe. Buying the ribs? No.
June 18, 2011 at 4:17 pm
Yo, where is Mah Chronic? Ten dollars is not alot of cheddar for some dope ass weed. You know I like my “mexican cheese” sorta hairy, with a good aroma.
June 18, 2011 at 5:23 pm
how is it that nobody knows what “macaronic” is? were none of you music majors?
June 18, 2011 at 6:25 pm
With all the nerds here, I’m surprised no one’s mentioned this: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Macaronic_language
June 19, 2011 at 7:11 am
or this.
http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/macaronic
June 18, 2011 at 6:54 pm
http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/macaronic
So it’s a real word.
June 18, 2011 at 10:54 pm
But can you eat it baked with cheese?
June 21, 2011 at 12:46 pm
If you really wanted to.
June 18, 2011 at 8:38 pm
I had baked macoroni for dinner last night. It tasted ok. Tonight I fixed this grilled mustard chicken recipe.
June 18, 2011 at 9:49 pm
Bluntman and Macaronic.
June 19, 2011 at 6:46 am
I wonder if this is their more talented, more well spoken cousin or something. Trust me, if you haven’t heard this just give it a listen.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l12Csc_lW0Q
July 8, 2011 at 7:56 pm
No one caught the phrase “Now Servicing Breakfast”? I honestly did not know someone could do that. Is this poorly translated dialect? Or maybe they’re literally “fixing” breakfast? Like routine maintenance? Like, over the years the breakfast got nastier and indigestible so the “service” man had to come in and repair the eggs and toast?