Monday, November 30, 2009

It's Geaux Time!

So sez the Cylon:

Saints safety Darren Sharper, who has played in hostile environments like Green Bay and Minnesota during a stellar 13-year career, described the noise to New England media as "deafening."

"A guy could be pressing face masks with you," he said, "and you're yelling and he still can't hear you."

The Pasty Patriot Collection

Collect them all!

Who's your favorite Pasty Patriot?
The New England Ken Doll


Not Milk

Friday, November 27, 2009

Pictures come alive . . .

. . . you can dance right through your life. What a feeling! (I can really have it all.)

Pretty sure the above is the pop cultural Photoshopping genius of GMW, but this one was found on The Onion.

In other news, not much in the way of baked goods on Monday Night's menu, but still a few slots open. Send your Cafe 641 suggestions now and join Brady's (panties-in-a) Bundchen Munch and Bellichoke's Famous 4th Down DUMB-plings.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Happy Saints-giving!

T-Dex sez: “When you set yourself on fire, people love to come and see you burn.” (h/t john wesley)

The Sharper the knife . . .

If Cafe 641 employed a graphic artist, we'd show you a holiday scene that features this guy:

carving a turkey-version of this guy:

which would, in its final Photoshopped version, result in a Basted CryBrady's Bird, fully protected inside a referee sausage casing, which wouldn't look much tastier than this guy:

Happy Saints-giving from the Cafe!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Bless you boys . . .

. . . for all the obvious 10 N.O. reasons, and for one more just discovered today. Due to the Saints historical 10th straight victory, Cafe 641 relocated to the airport instead of staying home to view this:

Bless you boys, indeed.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Hail Stache, 10-0!

Vigil Prayer Service at Moisant

Cafe 641 will descend on MSY this evening to distribute prayer cards to the Blessed Boys and to display our collective 10-0 (as in the traditional hymn, "Black & Gold Super Bowl, let me see your 10 and 0. Your 10 and 0.")

Early drafts make reference to the New England Ken Dolls.

Bring your kids. And beer.

Friday, November 13, 2009


Mother Mary reminds us that New Orleans' Second Harvest Food Bank stands to win after the Who Dat Nation wins this contest. Hmmm, hmmm, good.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

The Death Star's Shadow

We already know about Jerry Jones' Napoleonic man muscle issues. But now, his Death Star is threatening to cast an Evil Empire shadow over the 1/2 of Shreveport that still considers itself part of Louisiana.

Who Dat Sam in Shreve-City has asked Cafe 641 to flex its undefeated muscle to make sure he gets to view the Saints on his television. Help a Who Dat in need:

"The Shreveport Fox channel is having a vote to decide which game to play on the 22nd. The rivalry between the Crygirls and the Bless You Boys is pretty intense here. Any votes the cafe and fellow Saints fan can through our way would be appreciated. It does require a user name to vote but you do not need to put a VALID email address since there is no verification. Here is the link."

Thursday, November 05, 2009

Ride a Bike, Cut a Cat

Cafe 641 reminds its loyal Upper Terrace patrons to strap on their helmets for its Dash for the Dome bicycle pub crawl on Sunday. Here's the details:

Start: Mid-City Bulldog at 11 a.m. (depart by noon)

Stops: Mid-City Yacht Club, Finn McCool's, Handsome Willy's

End: Sacredome at 2:15 - 2:30 p.m.

And the Cut a Cat menu board is open. Not exactly an inspiring selection of players to feast on, but as Bigshot likes to say:

Black and Gold Super Bowl.

The Saints are gonna Tootsie Roll. Tootsie Roll.

Let me see that Super Bowl. Super Bowl.

Feeley's Feline Filet, anyone? Post menu suggestions here.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

With apologies to real houswives . . .

It has come to the attention of the management of Cafe 641 that some women who call the city of Atlanta "home," and who may or may not dine at Applebee's, find a representation of their professional football team in the likeness of Real Houswives of Atlanta rubber chickens dressed smartly in two-piece, black & red cheerleader uniforms, with enhanced upper torsos, Barbie wigs, tiaras, and custom earrings to be an offensive, tasteless, and uneducated image.

To those women, the Chef would like to issue the following statement:

"Take your dirty bird back to the A T heL-to-the-no!"

As you might observe from the following images, there are plenty of professional, independent women who call the city of New Orleans "home" who find the same representation a thing of beauty.

professional woman

independent woman and "I'll cut a B**** woman"

music for every woman

two Real Housewives who know what it means to miss New Orleans

high on the Housewives

Housewife thief

dirty Dirty Bird

Kodak tastes Falcon

Perfect Housewife
This Cafe 641 experience made possible by the creative commitment of Carol, the designer of ATL Real Housewives, and Kodak, who won't stop Shootin' to Kill, to the Saints are sunning on South Beach in February.

In the Name of Buddy Dilly-Berto

Cotton Candy, sweet as gold.
Let me see your Marques Colllll-ston!
Your Marques Collllll-ston!

Monday, November 02, 2009

The Real Housewives of Atlanta

In an effort to clean up their dirty, dirty, the Falcons come to town tonight with a new slogan: "The Real Housewives of Atlanta."
LinkStill tastes like chicken.