It started with a fortuitous drop of a radish into the split-leather pouch of my trusty slingshot. Fast forward two decades. This is a running compilation of snapshots and notes from days gone by.
Monday, January 16, 2006
So disgusting they MUST be delicious.
How else can you explain something like this existing? These eggs must be delicious. How else have they survived years sitting in this bar, soaking in that jar? I suggest everyone think through the consequences of eating one of these things. Here my brother Doug (left) and Skip hoist what will eventually ruin the fun for them and everyone else.
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