Kevin Fischer is a veteran broadcaster, the recipient of over 150 major journalism awards from the Milwaukee Press Club, the Wisconsin Associated Press, the Northwest Broadcast News Association, the Wisconsin Bar Association, and others. He has been seen and heard on Milwaukee TV and radio stations for over three decades. A longtime aide to state Senate Republicans in the Wisconsin Legislature, Kevin can be seen offering his views on the news on the public affairs program, "InterCHANGE," on Milwaukee Public Television Channel 10, and heard filling in on Newstalk 1130 WISN. He lives with his wife, Jennifer, and their lovely baby daughter, Kyla Audrey, in Franklin.
THERE ARE THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF
FOOD BLOGS, BUT ONLY ONE CULINARY NO-
The concept sure sounded good to me. Ideas on how to participate immediately began swirling in my head.
I’d start with breakfast at one of the Chancery restaurants that are now serving the morning meals. My order: The Frenchie, a dish I’ve savored before. Don’t have a picture, but I think I can make you drool just the same: French toast, caramelized apples, bananas, candied pecans, rum caramel sauce. All that’s missing is the whipped cream. Maybe some bacon on the side to contrast the sweet taste.
A KFC dinner.
Or Popeye's, but it's got to have...
Red beans and rice.
Here's another option.
Open that baby up!
Lo and behold...is it time for dinenr already?
I think I'll head over to Layton Avenue across from the airport.
Awesome place, that Packing House!
That's my good and lucky friend, bartender Rick Michalak being mugged by the Double Ds, Dawn on the left, Delaney on the right (Their nickname is solely based on their first initials, trust me).
Surf and turf, Grand Steer Filet and Lobster.
Unless, of course, it's Friday.
I think a stop at the Cheesecake Factory might be in order.
Key lime, please.
You’re probably wondering by now what in the world I’m up to, other than attempting suicide by artery hardening. Try as I might, I can’t keep up with all the happenings in the world. And I missed this one. Bet you did, too.
May 11, 2012
National Eat What You Want Day.
Yeh! Why not! After being lectured to and coerced into feeling guilty if I even ponder a potato chip, I owe myself an occasional treat, or two, or more.
Does seem strange in a way. I mean, don’t we always eat what we want? If I want Jennifer to prepare chicken and mashed potatoes, I don’t request hot dogs and beans. I know if I go to Arby’s, it ain’t so I can waltz up to the counter and ask for a pecan chicken salad sandwich. It’s a beef sandwich with horsey sauce. Why? Because that’s what I want.
Obviously, the point of this designated day is to set aside the diet, calorie counting, and concerns about healthy choices. Splurge, baby, splurge!
Every day is some kind of day in
As for May 11, holidayinsights.com says, “It is important to note that today is not intended to eat as much as you want. Rather, the goal is to eat something you otherwise wouldn't have. If you are watching carbs or calories, simply keep within your limits by eating just a small amount of that favorite treat. Our research did not find the creator, or the origin of this day.”
But it is celebrated every year on May 11, even though Hallmark has yet to discover.
The timing this year is interesting. Less than a week after National Eat What You Want Day (which I believe most Americans partake in every day), more grim news in a study by the Rand Corporation: 96% of main entrees sold at top U.S. chain eateries exceed daily limits for calories, sodium, fat and saturated fat recommended by the U.S. Department of Agriculture.
Let’s be honest. Do you really think such alarmist news has much of an effect on Americans? Would it stop most folks from “eating what you want?” I doubt it. But it’s their lives, their lifestyles, their choices, as it should be.
Next May, I’ll be ready. With Mitt Romney in the White House, I know Ann won’t be pontificating what I should and should not eat.
Even so, being the reasonable gent I am, I’d be willing to compromise.
The Frenchie: No whipped cream.
KFC or Popeye’s: I’ll relax a bit on buttering the biscuit.
Packing House: No sour cream on the baked potato.
Cheesecake Factory: I’ll only eat half on May 11.
Of course, that’s what I say now.
Alright. Go ahead, you provide the Culinary no-no. Imagine it’s National Eat What You Want Day. Kind of like winning the lottery, except you can only spend it on food.
CULINARY NO-NO BONUSES
Handing out condoms to kids in school is ok, but sell them soda?
And finally, this is funny...