Casper’s Vittle Vending Folks

Being an outsider who has resided in Springfield a brief 5 years I review establishments without the bias that can occur when a firm is a large part of one’s life experiences.

Casper’s is “quaint,” in the manner I define the subjective-in-nature term but I have experienced quainter quaint in many other locales across the USA.

However, in regards to the general locale of the firm, the quaint applies and can be an attractor to some while being a negative aspect for others.

I have tried their fare several times during the period of my local residing in my shanty a few minutes drive from Casper’s. I give credit to the firm that parking has never been problematic with ample room to park.

There was always ample seating room. That may be true to my tendency to shun food firms during the rushes at typical vittles eating times.

I tried several items and walked away sated but with a nagging hunch that quality and quantity did not quite reach an equilibrium with the price paid. Not a huge difference and not enough to compel me to avoid Casper’s in the future.

As for friendly folks… perhaps my raw, brutal masculine rugged ugliness causes some sort of fear or loathing in others that prompts folks to ignore me. I do not scowl or growl but it seems that folks in general tend to leave me alone. That trait is handy when wandering the rougher parts of town and was a tremendous attribute when performing shore patrol duties in the most dangerous ports in the Orient but…

Reading the comments about friendliness and a being welcomed feeling does not personally apply to me. However, not many folks interact with the world as I do so it is quite likely YOU will interact with those much differently than I do so do nlt allow my not-glowing review deter you from entering Casper’s.

I read and hear many raves about the chili ladled out from the pot onto plate or bowl. As with every vittles vending firm across the USA and various territories overseas I have noticed various percentages of folks exulting about a local firm’s offerings for reasons I have determined to often be emotionally-based and wholly subjective in nature and reinforced by the raver’s cohorts making the same exultations. That interesting aspect of the human psyche is akin to a cult’s adherents shouting their glee in regards to the cult’s main figurehead(s).

I will not lambaste those giddy with glee in regards to that which is Casper’s or for any item(s) on the menu that make their liver quiver with unadulterated delight. NAY!!!

There is a more-than-good chance that you, too, will shout your exultations as you savor the edible wonderfulness of the Casper’s incredible edibles.

So, aside from my general observations about reviews and the subjective determinants as to what constitutes the good, bad and in-between of vittles vending firms my lack of negatives within this review should be construed by you, the reader, as being a kick-in-the-butt to propel you through the portal allowing entrance to Casper’s interior and grab some grub and dig in.

You will be the final, ultimate arbiter regarding the dining desirability of Casper’s.

Tell ‘em the Disgruntled Old Coot sent yah’ and they will likely give you an odd look and state “Who in the heck is the Disgruntled Old Coot.”

Have a wonderful week!!!



Thus writeth the Disgruntled One at the nifty review site.

I always take a customer review with that grain of salt stuff whatever the heck that means.

Some places I enjoy eating at are despised by others.

And, some places I detest dining at others proclaim is the best damn food anywhere.

Well, that shows how ignorant some folks are and how incredibly brilliant, I, the Disgruntled Old Coot, is, am, has been and will be until the day I screech in mortal agony, fall down, convulse and die.

All I ask is that I do so in the mall food court at the busiest shopping day of the year with the place packed.

Surely a multitude of cell phones with movie-taking ability will record my demise and post it across the Web.

I will be FAMOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Wear your damn seat belts you hooligans.

Hunger Control

Your ever-helpful Disgruntled Old Coot knows how those hunger pangs can ruin a diet.

Sometime a person needs a little assistance to ignore those desires for between-meal snacks or eating more in one sitting than is wanted or needed.

To assist those of you trying to shed some lard I offer this handy hunger control device:



Eating for Two if You Are Pregnant.

“For every one of your cells, 10 microbes live inside you”


What’s up, buddies?”  Slide 3 in a “slide show” titled The 7 Biggest Mysteries of the Human Body


Consider the oft-heard declaration that pregnant females are eating for two.

I haven’t heard it said of males but here atop the Ozark Plateau of southern Missouri I do see many males who could easily pass as pregnant due to the enormous bulge above their belt-line thrusting forward to the point their belly meets people before they do.

Even if not pregnant all of us are eating for two…and many more!!!!


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Inedible but Food Related

Hi Folks!!!

My liver quivers with unadulterated delight akin to sinking my real, original and fake, plastic teeth into a tasty chunk of food.


Well, not THAT much but your Disgruntled Old Coot in his shanty is still pleased that you made the trek to visit.

Or maybe you arrived by accident.

Anyway, since you are here it is time for:



Despite what the handy graphic declares the word tossed at you will not be weekly.

This momentous event may be a one-time occurrence.

Okay… pay attention. The word is:




“What the heck is ort?” I imagine the thronging crowds mumbling amongst themselves.

Maybe you already know the word’s meaning so good for you!!!

If not… you, too, can be among the few, the proud, the food eaters of the world who know the meaning by going ———>  HERE


Now go forth and impress the masses of unknowing cretins who have somehow been able to exist either unaware that word exists or if they did know of its existence had no idea of its meaning.


Worf Wolfs Down Dead Delicacies but Shuns Dead Animals


I am shocked!!!

I have not missed meat at all,” said the actor. “The only thing I would even think about missing is hamburgers and French fries. You can still have French fries.”

Read the sordid story—–> HERE
Well, the critters should be happy but those poor plants will now experience the attack and being devoured by a rampaging hungry Klingon.!!!



No french fry will ever be safe again. With a hungry Klingon on the loose the life-span of a french fry is likely measured in seconds. I wonder if Worf prefers crinkle-cut as I do. Not that I would fight the guy to get those delicious delights.


Do Not Try This at Home… or Anywhere

No matter how hungry you may be I will never recommend cooking a human for your meal.

Not everybody listens to my advice, however.


Chef told police he cooked his wife’s body for four days


No mention of the seasoning used.


I am the Food. I am the Master. The Mite Master

“What the heck are you mumbling about now you Old Coot?”

Sit in awe and read my majestic comment placed upon a message board you hungry commoners.

I am the King, the master of the mites infesting my body.

 My excretions nourish them and allow future generations of mites to be born, thrive and reproduce themselves.

 I am mighty in my life-giving awesomeness and an uncountable number of mites can proclaim their admiration for my sheer existence.

 You are welcome my little mite minions.

“What is that about ye majestic benevolent mite master?”

Well, this blog is about food and you and me and apparently all humans are food themselves.

I have mentioned the multitudes of bacteria feasting upon us, internally and externally, but there are far bigger critters who live on our bodies, copulate there, sleep and play there and dine with delight upon our excretions.

Everything you never wanted to know about the mites that eat, crawl, and have sex on your face

The linked-to article goes into detail about little mite boys and girls doing what boys and girls tend to do when the opportunity exists.

Maybe the squeamish should avoid the article.

If you do become aware of what is happening on your face you may decide, as I have, to never scratch an itch on that part of my aging but still Adonis-like body.

Never let it be said that the Disgruntled Old Coot has forced coitus interruptus upon two agreeable mites following their natural urges and embracing with passion and pleasure.

I guess I am not such a Crotchety Old Coot as I thought I was.

However, you shall continue to refrain from prancing upon the shanty’s dirt and weeds.



Ensuring the link to the article was working properly I returned to the Discover magazine Web site and did not see my comment.

Again, yet another Web site has decided to cast aside the awesome magnificence of my written utterances.

Fools. Barbarians.

And I expect the cubical dwelling dweebs casting aside my comments are likely politically correct prim and proper wimps who have never engaged in a street brawl, confronted evil and made it back down and other manly affairs our sweet little corporate good little boys are so far-distanced from.

If it is a female performing the function I expect that from the vast majority of illogical, emotion-laden USA females as I discuss there—> MGTOW

People are Food Too

Humans eat various living things to survive.

Well, often we kill the once living thing then start eating it.

Turnabout is fair play.

Critters eat humans.

The Guinea Worm lives and grows inside us so they must be eating something while living in our bodies.

Sadly, a concentrated efforts is killing the Guinea Worm and it may be on the path for extinction!!!


Do your part. Assist in the efforts to prevent the extinction of this species!!!


The rare Guinea Worm faces extinction. Yet despite growing public support for environmentalism and preservation of endangered species, few people will speak out on the Guinea Worm’s behalf. In fact, the United Nations and several prominent U.S. agencies are leading a quiet campaign to eradicate this dwindling species forever from the planet. Is the Guinea Worm the world’s most endangered species?”


Save the date! August 7 is International Save the Guinea Worm Day!


Save the Guinea Worm Foundation

Interesting Recipe

At the awesome Serious Eats Web site I saw a post about S. H. Fernando Jr.’s Spicy Lentil Fritters.

The fritters page has a link to a page with the recipe so that you, too, can create your own fritters.

However, one part of the recipe made me cringe for a brief moment:

Cup each ball in both hands and flatten slightly so the middle is thicker than the edges.”

I quickly returned to my normally abnormal state of statelessness and realized that the round objects were future fritters needing but to be immersed in hot oil for awhile to be made ready for biting.

And life continues in the shanty where a peanut butter sandwich has become a budget breaker.




Last Meal

The last meal is a customary part of a condemned prisoner’s last day. Often, the day of or before the appointed time of execution, the prisoner receives a last meal and religious rites, if they desire.”

Dead Man Eating Weblog

Texas stopped serving so-called last meals to death row inmates this week after a state lawmaker complained about an inmate request he considered excessive.

State Sen. John Whitmire, a Houston Democrat, was outraged at the meal request

So, one guy doomed to die decided not to eat his “last meal” so some politician decides to “ruin” things for all those facing death by whining about the act of one.

There are “last meals” and then there are “last meals.”

“…the 100th anniversary of the Titanic sinking in an attempt to replicate the last meal served aboard the ship.”

Critters can also have a last meal:

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Ewwww! How Can you Eat That?!!!!

Bouncing around the Orient while in the military often leads to tasting various odd foodstuffs at least partially due to peer pressure.

Balut in the Philippines along with monkey and other goodies generally referred to as “mystery meat.”

Korea had weird vittles.

Heckaroni, every country over yonder had weird grub… even grubs for snacks, etc.

Interestingly, the varied spices and sauces were often the main or only taste source with the meat merely providing texture.

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Grub Grub? Crawly Cuisine?

Picture by Fastily


The FDA, for good reasons, has allowable percentages of insect parts and pieces in many (most?, all?) of the foods distributed within the USA.

With the horde of humans seemingly ever-increasing the use of bugs, insects, etc. those critters may be needed to at least partially feed us some day.


Read about it!!!    Chirp here—->  Chirp


“The McGangBang: a McChicken Sandwich Inside a Double Cheeseburger”

…taking two items off of the Dollar Menu and creating an entirely new sandwich for a total of $2.16. Truly, it’s a sandwich that’s more than the sum of its parts.

Read the incredible edible tale —>   HERE

Pic from here

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Heart Attack Grille

Any trip to Las Vegas, Nevada must include a visit or visits to the Heart Attack Grille.


up to the illustrious




And no meal could be complete unless you add:



Rest assured, next time I enter Las Vegas the first place I am stopping at is the;





Best Burger Ever

A marvelous munchie arrived with the “roach coach” that rolled up to the wrecking yard every morning around 10 am. Owned and operated by Vietnamese immigrants, that mobile food provider offered almost anything that could be grilled or deep-fried.



Unlike the typical roach coach, “our” coach also offered Chinese and Vietnamese fare. Another unique aspect of the food offerings was that everything, from corn dogs to burgers, from French fries to cheese sandwiches, all the food had an “Oriental” taste to it.

Old Coot had a favorite and was the only thing ordered; a double cheeseburger on a sourdough roll with mayo and onion.

In the 15 years since departing California I have yet to find any burger that comes close to tasting as super yummy as that roach coach burger. Stuck in the middle of the USA, in what is known as fly-over country, the burgers hereabouts are so bland and drab in comparison to the delights mentioned above.


Will I have to drive 1,800 miles just to savor the wonders of what was taken for granted when bouncing around the Bay Area?

Prune Power

Prune juice…  a Warrior’s  Drink

 Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we surely die… unless thou art one of those whimpering girlish politically correct emasculated modern brainwashed and indoctrinated rabble who would rather appease that which they fear than to stand up for one’s beliefs and be willing to fight to the death for what one firmly believes worth fighting for.

Of course,  one must choose one’s battles carefully for not all fights are worth fighting.  That is why teen-age Klingons can be particularly dangerous since their lust for battle can and does override the logical portion of their brain.

Imagine if the Klingons and Vulcans interbred, if possible.  Warrior genes meshed with a culture demanding continual logic.  What a mighty horde that would be.

Another warrior for prunes

(Earthbound warrior’s leaders and their assistants may fear making the troops TOO warrior-like)

(That has to make sense to someone)

The prune was that big!!!

(Projectile prune power positively propelled per Picard pronunciation)