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Monday, May 18, 2009

D's Six Pax & Dogz/Pittsburgh/American

by Eriq F.

For our impatient readers, here are my instructions: Go to D’s, come hungry, and bring your friends. You won’t regret it. For those of you with patience enough to read the whole review, D’s might be the right fit for you.

But take care, this is not Dee's, it is D's. The difference in name is inaudible, so make sure your friends know to meet you at D's, not Dee's. Dee's is located in Drunk College Student Nirvana (aka Pittsburgh's South Side), while D's resides in Regent Square, a neighborhood where you are more likely to see drunk college professors. Dee's is an excellent place for a game of pool, but D’s it ain’t.

When you arrive at D’s, don’t be surprised if you have to wait for a table to open up. Once you’re seated, it’ll become pretty obvious that this isn’t the sort of place where you do things in a hurry. Making your food fresh and delicious? That takes time. Sifting through the more than 900 varieties of beer on hand? That, too, will take time. So order a tall glass of a beer that you’ve never had before and take a moment to enjoy the hand-painted murals on the walls. Tired of adventure? Unsettled by the unfamiliar names and slightly-above-average prices on the draft list? Don’t worry, there is a small portion of the walk-in cooler devoted to well-known domestic brews from gigantic faceless corporations.

Though the sheer number of beers available can be daunting, the menu is much more manageable, offering several varieties each of hot dogs (of course), sandwiches, pizza, appetizers, and salads. Though I have never met a hot dog that I enjoyed, I ate dinner with a young woman who had been anticipating her provolone and sauerkraut hot dog for several days prior to our Friday night visit. Upon this confession, the rest of our party disclosed that they had also been anticipating thei. So what I deduce is that these hot dogs are good enough that they will haunt your taste buds for several days before and after each visit.

If you’re in a hungry hurry, order some fries. The surprising generosity of the menu’s “small” portion will leave you wondering how big “large” would be (for the curious, it’s freaking huge.) The pizza will take a longer time, but as usual at D’s, it turns out to be worth the wait. Take a moment, enjoy your company, and sip your beer slowly. Patience is a virtue.

1 comment:

  1. I like the Big Ben (vegetarian variety): veggie dog, coleslaw, cheddar cheese, fries. Drool.

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Do You Want Fries With That?

By Max Gold, Age 13

There’s a quiet little town, in a world, on about a 78 degrees angle from Venus, about 2389329 miles away from Venus, full of really, really, really fat people. These people loved to eat; they would eat everything, from liver to asparagus, from chocolate to Sticky Cheese, and from Jelly to Jam. Now these people were happy people and no one ever put them down.

Outside Earth, there’s this gigantic space ship. This space ship looks exactly like a hamburger, with seeds every few yards and all. Their salt and pepper guns were loaded, and ready to hit this planet full of fat people (although they the McDonaldians didn‘t know they were fat.) The King Grilled Chicken stood up on the ice cream cone pillar, ready to make a speech.

“Hello My fellow McDonaldians” The King Grilled Chicken said. “Today we march down to earth, and we fight to death!” he screamed.

This got much applause, especially from a Chicken nugget, named Crispy Gangsta. “Yeah let’s show dem homies we gunna pop a soda cap up their-” But he was cut off when the king threw a ketchup packet at him. “Shut it. Now unleash all flamin’ hot sauce!” The King screamed.

Down on Earth all the fat people were having a “we-ate-ten-thousand-pieces-of-chicken-day.” Now as we all know that’s a huge celebration, everyone who’s anyone goes there.

Then, out of nowhere, it started raining salt and pepper. Then the sound of hamburgers the size of pillows ringed in everyone ears. Then… a giant pillow sized hamburger flew down from the sky. It was Crispy Gangsta ready for action.

Unfortunately a boy named Chungy saw Crispy’s ship and got over excited. He ran at the hamburger full force, and swallowed Crispy Gangsta whole. Then he tore that hamburger down and ate the entire thing in five seconds, and wanted more. Then the rest of the space ships came down. In half an hour not one scrap of food was left. Except the mother ship which had landed.

“I come to you humans in peace and hope we can make a fair agreement, and-” but he got cut off when Chungy got a little too hungry. He swallowed the king in one gulp. The poor McDonaldians had no idea what was coming… But the voluptuous folk on the ground sure got a lot of fun out of eating the mother ship.

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