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Praise for hashbrowns. What are your memories?

I remember grillmaster in a busy but crowded breakfast venue.
Chapel , NC. All students could walk there there.
These guys sweated hard in the morning.

Crowded, confused, and jumbled for seating
This place had the rep for best hash browns.

With a bit perseverance, some wait, and some jostling
We took seat at the bar behind hashbrown grillman.

He was also in charge of the bacon
which he managed with heavy iron presses
and flipped extra fat to hash browns.

Armed with two 12" spatulas he danced across grill
Turning taters or bacon when needed.

He worked from the right to left.
Right third was bacon, left bulk was hash browns.

Two clangs of steel when HB order was called for.
One to cut, separate it
Next to remove it and platter it.

Praise to the rhythm of such adept grillmen.

And he never los pace when I asked for extra crunchy
He just clanged it on toa sweet space on his grillspace.

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  1. No lyrics for me, sorry.

    But your post reminded me of a childhood favorite ... the "hashbrown sandwich"

    Take two slices of toast (dry), place well-done hasbrowns on toast, squirt copious amounts of ketchup, then top with other slice of toast, then eat. Yum.

    1. No lyrics here either lol! but....there was a place in Greenwich Village called Jimmy Day's that had THE best hash browns. They were orange so you were a little put off until you tasted them - wow! I almost cried when they switched to cottage fries. Had the best bloody mary's too!

      1. A raffish diner in upstate New York, where I'd park my semi, enter Heaven and indulge in a lunch (hash browns, cheeseburger, cole slaw) that has yet to be matched by ANY restaurant in NYC.

        1. Hash browns at Smith & Wollensky are darn good and priced accordingly, but my Alan Barnes' inspired hash browns with duck fat yesterday morning were dreamy.

          1. I never forgot 'em. Back in the '50's, there was a drugstore with a lunch counter across the street from Northeastern Univ in Boston's Back Bay area. The short-order cook would fix it just for me by adding onions and crushed red pepper flakes.

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              1. re: Veggo

                Now you've got me trying to jog a long ago memory. I don't think that was the place, Veggo. The school is on Huntington, IIRC. Running parallel to Huntington was St. Stevens, a short residential block that curved to intersect with Huntington. At that curve was the drugstore/luncheonette with a bar next door. I think it was more directly across from the "Y" than the school.

                1. re: mucho gordo

                  At least our point of reference is a University, and not the Norfolk County jail. The food around there sucks.

                  1. re: Veggo

                    Sorry, Veggo, I'm not at all familiar with jail food or Norfolk County, in general. What I do remember is, as often as I could afford it back then, I'd hop over to Durgin Park for their superb roast pork and Indian pudding.

                    1. re: mucho gordo

                      And waitresses who moonlighted as prison guards....but great rare roast beast at D.P.

                      1. re: Veggo

                        LOL. I can picture those waitresses now..all were as homely as the food was beautiful. Actually I can remember that most of them were well past retirement age and probably had been working there since their school days.

                        1. re: mucho gordo

                          Yes, and they reminded my of the barmaids at the Hofbrauhaus in Munchen, in that half of them could probably whip my ass in a fair fight.