Jennifer is a one in a million stay-at-home mom. (More like one OF a million stay at home moms!) She graduated from a liberal arts college but there is nothing liberal OR artsy about her. She is married to Kevin Fischer of This Just In, and together they have a beautiful young daughter Kyla Audrey. In no particular order she loves dogs, wine, a good bargain, her family, pizza, and entertaining. Follow her blog of all things miscellaneous including but not limited to cooking and baking, entertaining and party planning, being a mommy, and homekeeping.
Hmmm… Two different marketing campaigns & advertisements for the same product. I wonder which appeals to the demographics of “male, aged 13 – 103” more. This…
I can only answer for my husband. Literally, I HAVE to answer for him, because I just had to pick him up off the floor after watching that commercial. At any rate…
We were at our weekly after-church brunch stop today – that would be at Meyer’s Restaurant and Bar. Kyla and I went to chat with “Uncle” Larry Meyer to compliment him on the fine job they did last week for their Oktoberfest pig roast. If you missed it this year, do not and I repeat DO NOT miss it next year. (At least don’t miss it if you love spit-roast pig, mashed potatoes, red cabbage, sauerkraut, and rye bread.)
“Uncle” Larry was sitting in his usual spot at the end of the bar, away from the hustle-and-bustle of customers. In front of him was a plate of his famous, better-than-anyone’s broasted chicken:
(Photo courtesy of Meyer’s website.)
I didn’t see a veggie or salad. I didn’t see a potato. I didn’t see bread. I just saw a platter of that gorgeous, golden bird. The only other item was a sea of sauce. Yep, you guessed it. The one and only. The *splat* that goes on everything. He’d tear off of chunk o’ chick and dunk it in that legendary buffalo sauce. And then it hit me. I love Buffalo-style anything. Put it on a tire, I’ll eat it. I’ve made a dip for parties that always gets rave reviews. So why wouldn’t I eat my Meyer’s chicken “Uncle Larry Style” from now on? My mouth started to water just thinking about it. Kind of a no-brainer, in retrospect.
I think most of my readers live in Southeastern Wisconsin. I’m going to assume most of them are familiar with the city of Greenfield, specifically the intersection of 76th Street and Forest Home Avenue. If for some crazy reason you’ve never visited Meyer’s, you must. If for some crazy reason you’ve visited but not had the chicken then again, you must.
This week, a “two-fer” Yes Yes. Ordering delicious broasted chicken at Meyer’s Restaurant and Bar? Dunking that lovely clucker right in a pool of Frank’s? Of course it’s a Culinary Yes Yes!
CULINARY YES YES BONUS
At the beginning of my blog I mentioned males age 13 to 103. I’ll bet even Mr. Harry Rosen would enjoy the above Hardee’s commercial. After all, at the end of this article he mentions he’s “open to meeting someone” and considers his nightly dinners out “therapy.”