Comments on: "Eat these [bleeping] ribs . . . then tell me about [bleeping] Texas!"

"Eat these [bleeping] ribs . . . then tell me about [bleeping] Texas!"

absalom — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 15:15:05 -0800

Bobby Egan: Restaurateur and Amateur Diplomat.

Imagine what diplomatic coups real BBQ ribs might pull off.

By: ericb

ericb — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 15:29:30 -0800

Vanity Fair: The Axis of Hackensack: Meet Kim Jong-il's Best Friend in Jersey.

By: ericb

ericb — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 15:34:20 -0800

The New Yorker and Vanity Fair each came out with profiles of Egan last autumn -- days apart. The two publications are owned by Conde Nast. At the time some were curious:

"Why so much ink on what is, as near as we can tell, a story of middling-to-little interest? And why the close proximity of publication? Is it some kind of intramural scrap or the world's most boring coincidence? Who knows?"

By: emelenjr

emelenjr — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 16:37:49 -0800

Yes. Imagine what real barbecue ribs could do.

By: Blazecock Pileon

Blazecock Pileon — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 17:15:34 -0800

I've had friends like Egan growing up, basically talking a complete load of bullshit — and getting away with, because people love a good story told by someone who's charismatic and self-assured. I'd love to be proven wrong, but having grown up around people like this I have to be skeptical.

By: Dizzy

Dizzy — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 17:18:13 -0800

I dunno, Blaze. Could be the perfect cover, yes?

By: Guy_Inamonkeysuit

Guy_Inamonkeysuit — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 18:59:02 -0800

Worked for Chuck Barris.

By: Dizzy

Dizzy — Fri, 11 Apr 2008 06:50:18 -0800

Excatly!