/ck/ - Food & Cooking

Okay, so this is happening...

A few months ago, I emailed the Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives people with this sincere message about how my wife and I have visited a ton of the restaurants featured on the show, and how we can't get enough of Guy "The Culinary Bad Boy" Fieri, with his bold flavors and catchphrases like "Welcome to Flavortown!" and "Winner, winner, chicken dinner." Essentially, the biggest, knob-slobbingest email you'd ever want to read. The kind of thing that'd be right up Guy's alley. I finished with a request that, the next time they're in my area (Louisville, KY), it would mean the world to my wife and I if he'd meet up with a pair of superfans.

I essentially forgot about the email, figured it had gotten washed away by how many they've got to be receiving on a daily basis. But last night I received an email from the production company. They'd mentioned how much Guy loved our enthusiasm, and how much he loves meeting people that have been to a lot of the places he's visited. They gave a date that he was going to be filming in Louisville here in a few months, and said that he'd like us to be his guests and hang out/eat during the filming. Sounds great, right?

Here's the deal, though. When he goes in for the inevitable bro-hug or douche-shake, I'm just... I'm gonna fucking punch him. It's been a dream of mine for years to just lay out this smug, fat-faced caricature of a human, and it's going to finally come to fruition. I'm going to lay him out, knock those stupid fucking sunglasses off of his stupid fucking head, then I'm going to stand over his limp body and shout "Welcome to Flavortown, bitch!"

I'm so fucking erect for this, guys...

Okay, so this is happening...

A few months ago, I emailed the Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives people with this sincere message about how my wife and I have visited a ton of the restaurants featured on the show, and how we can't get enough of Guy "The Culinary Bad Boy" Fieri, with his bold flavors and catchphrases like "Welcome to Flavortown!" and "Winner, winner, chicken dinner." Essentially, the biggest, knob-slobbingest email you'd ever want to read. The kind of thing that'd be right up Guy's alley. I finished with a request that, the next time they're in my area (Louisville, KY), it would mean the world to my wife and I if he'd meet up with a pair of superfans.

I essentially forgot about the email, figured it had gotten washed away by how many they've got to be receiving on a daily basis. But last night I received an email from the production company. They'd mentioned how much Guy loved our enthusiasm, and how much he loves meeting people that have been to a lot of the places he's visited. They gave a date that he was going to be filming in Louisville here in a few months, and said that he'd like us to be his guests and hang out/eat during the filming. Sounds great, right?

Here's the deal, though. When he goes in for the inevitable bro-hug or douche-shake, I'm just... I'm gonna fucking punch him. It's been a dream of mine for years to just lay out this smug, fat-faced caricature of a human, and it's going to finally come to fruition. I'm going to lay him out, knock those stupid fucking sunglasses off of his stupid fucking head, then I'm going to stand over his limp body and shout "Welcome to Flavortown, bitch!"

I'm so fucking erect for this, guys...

If flavor town were a real place what state would it be in? I'm going with Nevada.

>>6950236
best idea in this thread

What should I fry,? I've done pizza rolls, French fries, boudain balls, and s burrito. I got a deep fryer, let's get serious here.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T59KAU9n5xI