Mr. FvF requested that BFD make it onto our menu this week, and I was happy to oblige. Tonight, we dined on seasoned, fried red potatoes, gravy & biscuits, hickory smoked bacon and scrambled eggs.
In yo' face, mornings!
"I stopped at Taco Bell for a late dinner Saturday when I got back to Dayton, and their new Pacific Shrimp Taco is one of the nastiest things I’ve ever tasted in my life. I guess it is my own fault for trusting Taco Bell with seafood. The shrimp looked like the cast of Jersey Shore, orange-tinted and fake-tanned, but tasted like little hams, as the shrimp had been marinated in or injected with some sort of smoke flavor. Avoid it at all costs."
"I love YO GABBA GABBA. I don't care what you say, DJ Lance, Muno, Broby, Foofa, Toodie and Plex have taught my daughter many valuable lessons--like the desirability of napping, for one. Not to throw objects at Daddy's skull. Not biting. The value of "trying again" and "not giving up." All set to surprisingly weird, offbeat songs which--in another venue and with other lyrics, one might find oneself enjoying at a club. They get good indie bands as guests, and Mark Mothersbaugh of DEVO is a regular. I know every song and every lyric by heart."