The "no guns" sign is still up at Larry's but we went there anyway. Shame on us.
We have a guest at the Farm! Someone we've known for a long time, no matter who you ask. He lives in Meridian, Mississippi now, but we've all-- we think-- known him since Cincinnati. That's a long time, no matter who you ask.
We took Greg to Larry's "sea food" buffet for supper. $17.95 all you can eat no crap legs, $24.95 "sea food" buffet with crap legs.
When I saw that, I was ready to turn around and go back down the road to Sonic.
$17.95! No way I can eat that much.
Mr. Big Food motioned me along and I gave it my best shot.
I did not get my money's worth. I did not have any frog legs from the sea. I did not have any cat fish from the sea. The boiled shrimp from the sea was overcooked. The fried shrimp was good. And so were the grits. But I did not get my money's worth.
I couldn't believe how packed the place was. Full of
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For effect, we took Greg the back way to the Farm. Uneventful.
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Tomorrow, Mr. Big Food is smoking a pig shoulder.
We've invited some folks over.
Early on, there will be fun and games.
And then we will eat BBQ sandwiches.
A Poem that caught my attention this evening.
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