uncleasshole: (I'm a one night too long)
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so i'm not stupid enough to assume there aren't doctors around here or whatever

any around that won't ask questions?
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[The camera clicks on rather violently with a hushed "Shit!" as it nearly falls to the ground. The camera stabilizes after a few seconds as Nick props it up on a counter, brows furrowed in concentration until the angle hits just right. He's in his kitchen, and sitting on the counter is a collection of bowls and frying pans.]

Okay. Got to talking to someone about recipes from home. Figure I might as well do this, considering the assholes that live here already consider me an affront to God or whatever. I'm gonna show you guys how to make the worst thing to ever come out of New York state: a garbage plate. You ever wonder what would happen if you put all your barbecue cookout leftovers on the same plate and smothered it in chili meat sauce, ketchup, and mustard? Cause that's what it is. Great if you're drunk.

[You might think this is a joke, but the expression on Nick's face is dead serious. Watch in horror as he loads up a plate with an abomination - macaroni salad, fried potatoes, and a cheeseburger patty layered underneath what looks like chili and onions. He talks as he works - to his credit, everything he's using looks homemade.]

None of that fancy shit on top, either, 'cause if you're going to eat a garbage plate, there's no point trying to pretend you have dignity. If you don't use regular, shitty yellow mustard, you missed the point. You can throw some hot sauce on there too if you want - Frank's RedHot is the best, but they don't have that here, so just... make do. Trick to the chili is to grind it up and add cinnamon.

[He holds up the finished product.]

Only rules to eating a garbage plate are to make it as nasty as possible and don't eat the whole thing in one go, 'cause it'll literally kill you. Cut it up, mix it together, grab some bread to soak up the grease, and you're all set.

[Someone stop this menace - no, too late. He takes a bite, savoring it for just a moment before muttering "Hell yeah" under his breath. He has the audacity to look pleased with himself.]

God, I haven't had one of these in years. Oh - name's Nick, by the way. You're welcome. Eat responsibly. I don't take criticism.

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[what's up everybody, your texan boy is here

the audio starts with a telltale flick of a lighter, followed not long after by an exhale from the first drag of a cigarette]


You know what's a damn shame?

I been here a year and I still ain't found anywhere that makes decent pecan pie.

I know I can always make my own. Reckon I can't complain too much about not findin' hometown cookin' on an alien planet, but... mhn. Still miss that diner down on 71 towards Austin. Mateo made pie so good you'd climb a dang power pole for seconds.

General poll, 'cause I got nothin' better to do. You miss any kinda food from home? Diner cookin', mama's cookin', anything.

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