Nah, you can totally count me among the amused. :)
A friend and I used to joke about that sort of thing - recipes that likely don't exist: matzoh ball soup with ham bone (for flavour!), veal tandoori, Bhudda's chicken delight...
I'm pretty sure I actually ran into beef tandoori once, though, which really wrecked my incredulity for this sort of thing.
Well yes, it's true, and north Indian and south Indian (and west Indian) cuisines are all so different... and yet it's no fun to look at it in a perfectly analytical sense. *shrug*
They're probably intending for it to be served in the traditional Memphis manner, i.e. on a bun, which stretches the meat a bit further. Oddly, while the Germantown Commissary (which provides Williams-Sonoma's 'que) makes excellent ribs, their sandwiches kinda stink, and your $80 can buy Hanukkah ribs from Rendezvous, Corky's or Interstate delivered via FedEx to your doorstep without Williams-Sonoma taking a cut.
When I did Fiddler on The Roof we had an eleven year old Yeshiva student playing "child #2" and a general non-observant Jewish girl playing Tzeitel--the Yeshiva student regularly told Tzeitel that she was a bad Jew for any number of Levitical infractions.
The Hanukkah Pork is definitely amusing, as was the confusion upon skimming back to incorrectly read about the "smoky-sweet tomato barbecue sauce made from a secret family (a 18-oz. bottle is included with each selection)." I know Memphis is a grim study in inequality, but wow.
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A friend and I used to joke about that sort of thing - recipes that likely don't exist: matzoh ball soup with ham bone (for flavour!), veal tandoori, Bhudda's chicken delight...
I'm pretty sure I actually ran into beef tandoori once, though, which really wrecked my incredulity for this sort of thing.
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We had pulled pork at the cast party.
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