Hemingway on Asiago & a rant (sort of) on Wendy’s Asiago Ranch Flatbread Grilled Chicken Sandwich

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Above: I found this reproduction of Hemingway’s handwriting in this edition of his complete poems.

Last night after dinner as Georgia P slumbered, Tracie P read a book on birthing, and I relaxed watching Star Trek: First Contact (the movie), an ad came on the television for the Asiago Ranch Flatbread Grilled Chicken Sandwich at Wendy’s fast food.

It got me thinking about the Asiago high plateau and fond memories of visiting the village of Asiago many years ago.

And so I wrote this rant for the Bele Casel blog, where I regularly describe the symptoms of acute Venetophilia.

I was also reminded of Hemingway’s verses dedicated to the many villages that dot the landscape of the foothills of the Dolomite Alps in my beloved Veneto:

Arsiero, Asiago,
Half a hundred more,
Little border villages,
Back before the war,
Monte Grappa, Monte Corno,
Twice a dozen such,
In the piping times of peace
Didn’t come to much.

They were the sites of some of the most terrible battles of the first world war.

And many of them still look the same was as they did when Hemingway saw them for the first time.

And the sandwich, you ask? Here’s my rant.

Thanks for reading and buon weekend yall!

2 thoughts on “Hemingway on Asiago & a rant (sort of) on Wendy’s Asiago Ranch Flatbread Grilled Chicken Sandwich

  1. Read the link- only you could link a Wendy’s sandwich with Hemingway! I thought what you had to say about fast food and the familiarity of food for people was very thoughtful. As someone who usually searches out non-chain restaurants to get a sense of the regional culture, I’ve never really thought about chain restaurants that way but it makes sense. Great stuff again!

    • thanks, Andy. I’m so glad that people enjoyed that post. Asiago is such a beautiful and special place!

      I’ve never been able to track it down but I once read a quote (in an Italian paper) from Philip Roth where he said that McDonald’s was a great thing because no matter where you go in the world, you know exactly what to expect when you walk into a McDonald’s. I think that he was misquoted but it got me thinking about how fast food is such a part of the American identity.

      To my knowledge, the only person in America who’s never been to a McDonald’s is Alice Feiring.

      But for the rest of us, it’s an experience that, as Americans, we nearly universally share. And because of its homogeneity, whether we live in Maine or Southern California, we all know exactly what to expect when we walk into a McDonald’s.

      It’s also the ultimate (Marxist) “estrangement” of our nutrition. But no one, especially you, needs me to point that out…

      The funny thing is that I actually spend a lot of time in McDonald’s these days when I commute back and forth to Houston for my client there. The wifi at McDonald’s works great. I usually just get coffee and orange juice and sometimes I just slip in and sit in the back and use the network.

      It’s sad to see people taking there children there for breakfast or lunch. But it’s also such a big part of the American experience… for better or for worse…

      thanks for reading and thanks for being here… hope we get to taste something great together soon… when are yall coming to Austin?

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