Can we assume we now know why we haven’t seen Patty’s boyfriend lately? Or ever will again once she wears that tee.
Leaky, I need your help. I saw your post telling Dazz to have a fried egg and bacon. C’mon, you can’t ruin poor Dazz with venial sins like that! Gotta be mortal sins, and lots of them. Let’s put on a real hell and damnation breakfast. I know you can find some place in NO that can do this. Skip the Mimosas and go straight to the Dom for starters. Get some buttermilk biscuits from someone who really knows how to make ‘em—so light you have to turn the bowl over to keep them from floating away. Partner them with paper thin slices of real country ham; the rock-hard marroon stuff. Then French-style scrambled eggs, half butter and creamy and custardy. Deliver the coup de grace with shrimp grits. Round it out with coffee that will dissolve a silver spoon. Finally repair to the verandah (doesn’t everyone have a verandah?) with a bottle of Maker’s Mark and two glasses.
Can we assume we now know why we haven’t seen Patty’s boyfriend lately? Or ever will again once she wears that tee.
Leaky, I need your help. I saw your post telling Dazz to have a fried egg and bacon. C’mon, you can’t ruin poor Dazz with venial sins like that! Gotta be mortal sins, and lots of them. Let’s put on a real hell and damnation breakfast. I know you can find some place in NO that can do this. Skip the Mimosas and go straight to the Dom for starters. Get some buttermilk biscuits from someone who really knows how to make ‘em—so light you have to turn the bowl over to keep them from floating away. Partner them with paper thin slices of real country ham; the rock-hard marroon stuff. Then French-style scrambled eggs, half butter and creamy and custardy. Deliver the coup de grace with shrimp grits. Round it out with coffee that will dissolve a silver spoon. Finally repair to the verandah (doesn’t everyone have a verandah?) with a bottle of Maker’s Mark and two glasses.