The checkout lady asked if I found everything. “And then some!” I said. “Please thank whoever ordered Texas Pete. This is the first time I’ve seen it west of the Mississippi!” She looked at me like I was from Jupiter.
Not to be provincial, but only those who grew up with Texas Pete – made in Winston-Salem, N.C. – can understand the enthusiasm for this hot sauce. It’s not artisanal, it’s a mass-manufactured condiment, for sure. But it’s thicker than Tabasco without being as sweet as some of these other Gulf-coast style hot sauces, and it’s indispensable to homemade barbecue sauce – that would be sauce for real barbecue, i.e. that which comes from North Carolina.
This is a bona fide new item at the Safeway here in Eugene. I encourage everyone on the West Coast to look for it and try it out. Meantime, here’s some other subjects to discuss going into your Memorial Day weekend.
Lindsay Lohan wants to accessorize her ankle-bracelet alcohol monitoring device.
Another actor died on May 28, this one 12 years ago. Unlike today’s big celebrity death, no one made fun of it.
In Bulgaria, three consecutive owners of the same mobile phone number have all suffered untimely deaths, two by murder. The telco has suspended the number.
