That, sir or ma’am, is a vegetable.
It’s not just any vegetable. It is a pickled green bean. Iowa, the next stop on the 50 states / 50 dishes / 50 bands project, also has German and Dutch immigrants, and these are people who felt that vegetables are happiest when soaked in vinegar and allowed to putrefy. Since I regard Vlasic ultra-hot Polish dill pickles as an entire food group comparable to chocolate in importance, pickling a green bean struck me as a splendid idea.
Also a splendid idea is Ames, Iowa’s Peace, Love, and Stuff (Reverbnation), the band that introduced me to the term “psychobilly.” Shall we be full of spit and vinegar? (Well, vinegar, anyway. Spit would be gross, in context.) Read the rest of this entry »