Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Mishap Mars Bike Week

News we hate to hear:

From the Same Town In Ohio; 2 Bikes Collide at Intersection, one passenger dies.

What's Going On?

Karen Davidson, granddaughter of an original HD founder was up bright and early this morning for the ride to support MDA. The girl is letting her hair grow out, and it's a good look for her. HD was expecting several hundred ladies to attend the ride. Line up was to start at 8am. Way too early for us.

Is that a hot dog, or are ya glad to see me?

The ultra-venerable "Lyndhurst" boarding house's barker is yelling from his steamed weenie perch atop the porch loud enough to be heard at the HD store 100 yards away... "Hot Dogs, Cold Beer, One hour rooms, One Buck!". Actually, he's just trying to get your attention with the dollar an hour room bit. (who needs all that time anyway.. how about five minutes?) Bikers roll in, eating dogs smothered with fresh cut vidalias, mustard, ketchup, and that weird green stuff. Bud Selects are flowing like water in a Colorado trout stream. For a buck, it can't be beat. Just off Beach Street, kitty corner to Daytona Harley. One of my regular stops.

Staple foods of bike week--other than hot dogs:

Smoked Turkey Legs: Don't know who started this on trend culinary craze, but bikers are famous for engulfing anything they can eat while holding it with just one hand. Doesn't hurt that it's smoked, either. At one point, STL's were so popular, they comprised 50% of all available woof-her-down foods at the rally. Not so anymore. Maybe we finally got over 'em. I cry, thinking of all those poor turkeys walkin' around on one leg.

You never "Sausage" a thing sandwiches smothered in onions and peppers, on a roll. Simply riding by on your steel pony, and catching a whiff of that big pile being grilled to perfection makes you salivate like a Pavlov's dog. If you're strolling down the sidewalk while they're flipping the pile over, you're hooked. 24 hours later, you wonder..."what was i thinking!"

Burgers: Only problem is trying to get one that hasn't been under a heat lamp since Noah loaded up the ark. Believe me, you'll never get one at a rally that moos when you bite into it.

Poke Chop! Imagine a pound + pork chop, all golden brown, setting smells that drive you to madness...until you find out the sucker's priced like an hdtv set, but you bite anyway..gawd, ten bucks for a pork chop, but it is one hell of a big chop, and look...it's calling your name.

Seafood? For Bikers? Coconut Deep Fried Shrimp, one of the tastiest treats you'll ever clamp your jaws down on, sit on the tray, behind the glass, fresh out of the grease, sparkling in the midday Main Street sunshine. They look so tasty, for just a split second, you contemplate doing a smash 'n' grab, fill up your helmet, and take off, leaving a trail of shrimp tails in your wake...

Tofo: Relax. Not yet, but with electric-powered motorcycles right around the corner...?

Bottom line is, this fancy food will set ya back a pretty penny. Vendors have to cover the high cost of hauling their rigs from place to place, paying for food, equipment, and those expensive vendors permits. That's what makes a $5 chop cost ten bucks +, and that's why we like the Lyndhurst most of the time when we're on the road, it's good solid emergency food.

Daytona is looking for a warm up toward the end of this week, which will probably bring in lots of locals to top off the rally, which would make attendance comparable with last year. I will clue you to one fact: Bikers are having fun. It's what we do best.

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