Al the Retired Army Guy, a regular around this here blog, was in Cleveland for a visit and rang up Yours Truly.
We met at the Cleveland West Side Market, which is one of my favorite places in the world. We had a blast, but one story begs telling.
We were at the tiny Mediterranean Deli, where I buy my salted licorice and where you can find a very fine selection of better cheeses both imported and domestic. Al spied a wedge of Maytag bleu cheese.
"That's made in Iowa by the same family that makes the washers and dryers," said Al, and went on to explain that Maytag bleu cheese is some of the best in the land.
Then something happened.
There was one other customer at the counter. As Al's comments came to an end, he turned to us and said with authority, "He's right," then pointed to his hat, which was emblazoned with IOWA across the crown.
I LOVE shit like that.
I bought a sliver of the Maytag cheese (which proved to be utterly sublime), and spent a couple of hours schlepping around the market with Al and the Goat. We talked a lot and didn't take enough pix, but here's a few just the same.
Smack my Ass and Call me Sally, Holy Shit and Blow me.
Um, okay already.
An actual pig in an actual blanket.
Detail of Al the Retired Army Guy's sweatshirt.
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People, the Goat is not what you'd call a regular Richard Avedon, so that pic you have of Al and me is the pic you have of Al and me. Deal with it. I'm glad to have it just the same and was so so glad to see my buddy Al.
Al, you rock my face off and you're welcome back to my stomping grounds any time.
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