One does not step into a pit of vipers absent some measure of kinship to the serpents.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Sweet Oily Mother Of Food! If you think I meant to type "holy" in the title of this post, I didn't. Here is a report on (get the man on Artery-Rooter on the speed dial) a spray-cheese filled, bacon-wrapped and battered, fried hot dog.