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DENVER INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, Denver, Colorado, USA
Aviator Club Smoking Lounge
Located in Terminal B, Upper Level

I don’t know about you, but I can’t remember the last time I saw a real smoking lounge in an airport.  This isn’t one of those “Smoking Zoos” where you go into a sad little glass room and puff away while everyone looks at you from the outside.  This is an honest-to-goodness bar, complete with hazy interior and neon signs.  And, yes, you can actually smoke in here.  Now, I am not a smoker, but if I was , this has got to be an oasis unlike any other.

It’s located upstairs in Terminal B, kind of hidden away in a corner like the dirty little secret it is.  The sign says “Purchase Required” which means you have to buy a drink to smoke inside.  Hey, I don’t need to be asked twice to purchase a drink!  The waitresses all have that old-school smokers hack, cause you know to be able to work there, you have to like cigarettes since you’re smoking them whether you want to or not.

No food available, but that it probably a good thing.

Plusses: You can smoke
Minuses: You can smoke

A T-RATING® of 3 out of 5 


What you are seeing above is a threat to national security according to the dumb-asses at the TSA.  Yes, it is a bottle of duxelles, otherwise known as chopped mushrooms.  I bought some in Napa over the weekend while “celebrating”(?) turning 40 with some friends.  I was thinking about making a Beef Wellington for Christmas Eve this year, and these duxelles were really good.  So, when it came time to go to the airport, we were packing stuff for the checked bags and I thought to myself:

Let’s see… the ever-changing Rules are no liquids or gels over 3 oz.  

Is this a gel?  No.  

Is this a liquid?  No - it’s mushrooms.  

And, it’s sealed and wrapped.  No problem, right?

Uh, wrong.

The screener asked me what was in the bag in my purse and I told him mushrooms.  He looked puzzled and then said, “I don’t think you can take that on board.”  I pointed out that it was chopped mushrooms, not liquid as you can’t drink chopped mushrooms.  You eat chopped mushrooms.  He still looked confused and then takes them out of the bag.  ”I thought you said these were mushrooms,” He says, “This says Duxelles!” - - like the word “duxelles” is French for “bomb material” - -  and he’s caught me in my web of lies. 

I try to explain that duxelles are just chopped mushrooms with spices and shallots, etc., but he is getting disinterested with my cooking lesson in the middle of the screening line.  I continue to press my case that this is not a liquid and should be allowed on board.  He eventually kind of half-agrees with me and calls over his Supervisor, who can give me a waiver.  He takes one look at the jars and says “nope” and walks away without even looking at them.

Now I’m kind of getting pissed, but I know there is nothing I can do.  The supervisor was the only guy that could save my duxelles and so they throw them into the garbage right in front of me.  The original screener looks sheepish as he hands me the empty bag.  ”It’s the rules,” He says, “Anything that you can smear is considered a liquid.”  

Huh?  WTF?????

This is such bullshit!  These so-called “rules” are based in absolute randomness that make no fucking sense, and everyone knows it.   They know it, we know it.  But, we all play along with the idiocy because it makes us feel “safe.”  Ha!  What a fucking joke.

Well - rest assured - they confiscated my mushrooms, so we are a safe society once again!  Long live the TSA and their totally ridiculous bullshit!

Fuckers.

Back from Vacation

I know… I’ve been away for a few weeks but I am back now.  More blog soon come.

Click here to see the video - no embedding allowed.

It seems there was a bit of a controversy over the Mark Ronson-produced/Daniel Meriweather version of The Smiths, Stop Me if You Think You’ve Heard This One Before, one of my favorite Smiths songs.  Ronson, producer of that funk-hop sound from the likes of Amy Winehouse and Lilly Allen, released an album last year of remakes ranging from Coldplay to The Jam.  After he chose Stop Me as the lead single from the album, he got death threats from angry Smiths fans for treading on sacred ground - namely one of the last Marr/Morrissey collaborations.  Death threats from Smiths fans?  Now, that’s not very Morrissey-like, now is it?

Frankly, I think the Ronson song is fantastic, but then again, I love the Amy Winehouse sound, too.  I have been a rabid Smiths fan for going on 23 years now, and I don’t see why someone else can’t interpret what is a great song in their own way.  The music is still the music, no matter how it sounds.  The notes are still there and the lyrics haven’t changed.  (Well, only slightly, only slightly…)

You be the judge - above is the Ronson version - below the original Smiths version.  Both videos suck, BTW (although I like the nod to the Morrissey version with the bikers) and I’ll still take Morrissey over Daniel Merriweather - even now!

 

Punched Before Eating

Okay, frankly I haven’t found anything funny on Saturday Night Live in ages, but then again I am mere months away from being “middle aged.”  (*sob)

 This weekend I saw this rerun from October and I have to admit even though it is completely stupid, random and a little too long -  I laughed like an idiot.  Maybe it’s just Andy Samberg - he’s like Will Ferrell where he cracks me up in pretty much anything he’s doing.

Click here to see the video - Fucking HULU keeps taking it off YouTube.

(Am I cool again, now, kidz?)

You know, I don’t really have a lot of commentary for this one - except it excites me somehow.

Courtesy of the 1953 Better Homes and Gardens Cookbook.

Happy 4th Weekend

 

Yes, I’ll be busy celebrating the birth our our nation by drinking too much, eating too much, and blowing stuff up -  just like you!

 

Ahhh… step into my oasis, my sanctuary.  This is the couch in my Mistress’ office.  See how she puts the colorful blankets down so that I don’t get hair all over the light yellow fabric?  See how I manage to still get it all over?  It’s a fun game for us.

I’ve decided to begin a new informational feature here on Nacho Underpants:  Airport Bars of the World.  I spend a lot of time in airports, and since there really isn’t much else to do on a layover, spend a lot of time in airport bars. So, I will be your faithful airport bar journalist - reporting on the good, the bad and the ugly.  I promise to do as much research as I can to give you, the reader, the most comprehensive information as possible.

SINT MAARTEN, Netherlands Antilles, Caribbean (SXM)
The Rum Jumbie Bar 
Located on the 2nd floor concourse next to gate A3 

This bar was quite the oasis on a long layover at SXM on a really long day from AXA-SXM-CHA-ORD.  Of course, considering that the first word on the sign said “Rum”- that was all I really needed as far as advertising went.

No food, but there are plenty of shops around that sell sandwiches, hamburgers, pizza, and my personal caribbean favorite: pates.  I liked the happy mood at this bar, as most airport bars are depressing at best.  It was nice and bright, and you can watch the planes on the tarmac as extra fun.   The bartender, Andre, was extremely nice and efficient, and even bought our last round for us and had his own boom box going which he mostly played disco hits of the 70s.

Pluses:  Bright cheery atmosphere, strong drinks, nice bartender
Minuses: No food, no Cruzan rum

A T-RATING® of 4 out of 5

Off for a few…

 

No, not really technical difficulties… but I liked this Simpson’s pic, so put it in.  But, I will be off for the next few days.  See you on Monday!

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