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Posted at 12:39 p.m. on Sept. 6, 2013
In a place where every single syllable uttered or character woven into a release is religiously parsed for ulterior meaning, hunger apparently trumps civility.
How else to explain the wealth of preservative-laden “Big Az” products that stare back at famished House staffers circling the Longworth vending machines in search of microwaveable sustenance.
There’s the standard cheeseburger, a staple of truck stop deli cases and convenience store carousels.
The cheese-topped fried chicken sandwich.
The terrifyingly shelf-stable chili cheese dogs (Not. At. Gunpoint.).
And, of course, the suspiciously boneless barbecue pork “rib” sandwich.
Now, we’re no prudes.
But there was a time when House Republicans went to war (and won) against the nomenclature for fried potato products — an all-out effort that essentially made the culinary prefix “French” verboten — just to punish the international community.
To wit, the Longworth Lunch Grill still refers to its oil-cooked spuds as “fries” on the specials menu. You have to walk all the way down the line to the actual side-item warming pen to find a tag that dares identify them as “French fries.”
But these days, no one has a problem with shoving a Big Az something or other into their pie holes if their tummies get all rumbly.
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