Makes you think.
Makes you think.
The Dale Jr. Special of bananas and mayonnaise on white bread has taken on a life of its own. We had a chuckle at the weird combo, and some of us even tried it. The consensus seemed to be “not bad.” (Personally, I think it may just need pork roll.) So, now Junior’s harnessing the power of Thee Sandwich for charity.
In what might possibly the most German thing to have ever happened ever, two Daimler shareholders got into a fight over free sausages at a company meeting today.
Is it possible for a human being of sound mind and body to eat the horrifying banana and mayo “favorite sandwich” of NASCAR driver Dale Earnhardt Jr.? Watch us find out!
Ferrari Formula One driver Sebastian Vettel likes to name his cars, and this year’s Ferrari is named Margherita, writes Motorsport.com. We don’t care that he was thinking of beautiful Italian women instead of pizza: this makes us pretty hungry anyway.
I’m talking, of course, about the humble taco. Putting delicious edibles in an easy to hold tortilla is clearly the pinnacle of human invention. Mexican Ferrari test driver Esteban Gutiérrez sat down to teach his teammates key facts about his country (such as “tacos rule”) ahead of the Mexican Grand Prix.
A few months ago I traveled from New York City to Buffalo on a quest for the best chicken wings anywhere. I took a 2015 Lexus RC 350 AWD to get there because I needed something that could gobble up the miles without any drama while being comfortable. The thing is, I didn’t need to go that far. Here’s why.
Do you want to be hungry? Watch this cheating, winning Toyota TS040 Le Mans prototype cook a prettier breakfast than whatever you have in your house.
In honor of IndyCar’s impending return to Road America for 2016, here’s driver James Hinchcliffe from his Atlantic Championship Series days walking around the paddock with a Road America specialty: a bratwurst. We know Simona de Silvestro can drive, but what does she think of the brats?
I’m not sure what’s actually worse for you: the traditional ice-cream-based parfait covered in whipped cream and sprinkles, or this delicious looking mac and cheese creation from Indianapolis Motor Speedway.
There once was a condiment completely beloved by the Western world, but today, it has almost completely vanished. It was slathered on everything, and everyone went nuts over it. You might be thinking it’s gone, but it isn’t. You can still get garum, sort of. If you try really hard, or are willing to pay for it.
This weekend, NASCAR goes to Texas Motor Speedway, where of course, some terrifying state-fair-like concoctions will be on the track menu. Here’s how they plan to kill us slowly this year: chicken wings dipped in bacon queso, then coated in bacon bits and Doritos. I’m surprised Taco Bell hasn’t asked for the recipe.
Unless you're at a place where the trackside specialty is a breakfast sandwich, early morning track food is either nonexistent or a surefire way to get the trots before noon. Why not make your own? Anyone with a stove and a pan can half-asleepedly make the best breakfast in the world: breakfast tacos.
Welcome to race weekend. Paddock food is a meaty and often greasy wonderland of diet-wrecking treats ranging from teams' own gourmet cuisine to E. Coli burgers from a sketchy stand that was probably last given a good clean in the 1950s. Prepare your anus.
It happens to all of us. You're driving down a road and you see a dead opossum on the side. It's innards aren't spilling all over the place and it smells ok. But those fat cats in the government say you can't eat it. Well, Michigan, that could be changing for you.
Tomorrow marks the start of the only truly American holiday, besides Christmas, which is the Super Bowl. Vast quantities of chips, dip, 19-foot-long sandwiches, and various other culinary accoutrements will be consumed, while we all watch wealthy men with an undeniable preference for the Cadillac Escalade hurl…
It's cold outside. Damn cold. I guarantee it, unless you live in Miami. So what better way to stay warm then some mulled wine? And who would better know how to make it than the Swedes? And what Swedes know better than Volvo?