These colors don't run, etc. got my ass kicked at the bar last night after I got my ass kicked at the steakhouse. But I made $110 in tips. It was a fun night, fights and assholes and the works. No better way to celebrate America's birthday than getting blackout drunk and lighting shit on fire. Then that shit you just lit on fire makes
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I haven't stopped listening to this album since I purchased it. Jack White can do no wrong. He knocks it out of the park harder every single time. "When I need to know, I play dumb like Columbo, and get my feelings hurt, and move to New York like I'm Dumbo." The man is perfect,
Pan seared duck breast with a ginger glaze, mushroom fontina risotto, arugula and spring mix salad with pickled mustard seed, lemon creme fraiche, with a steamboat IPA vinaigrette. The Steamboat IPA is a beer made by a local brewing company called Bent River Brewery. It's one of my favorite IPA's. We didn't sell very many, but at least we sold a few. What the fuck
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"It really was an enchanting old ruin. But I never managed to see it again." I can scarcely imagine a film being so beautiful and intoxicating as The Grand Budapest Hotel.
This is what today is all about. Day drinking, video games, and jalapeño pineapple pizza. Gonna be a great fucking day.
This one is balls out. Pan seared duck breast with a blackberry bourbon glaze, Yukon gold potatoes and onions fried in duck fat, sautéed shittake mushrooms, blue vein Brie cheese, micro pak choy, and a ginger vinaigrette. Definitely some of my best work. However, this week we sold not a single god damn one. Not one. I was so fucking disappointed.
"Then in, what I find to be it's extremely mysterious, and yet reliable fashion. Fate intervened on my behalf." This film is beyond perfect. In my opinion, Wes Anderson's best to date.
I spent one hundred and fifty bucks on the extra awesome edition. But I haven't played it at all since I beat it. Getting hooked again real quick. Started a new game a few nights ago. This game is bad fucking ass. Rockstar is my shit.
I love me a good storm.
This is a good sign.
I forgot to mention. At the event with the pig roast. There was a bourbon tasting, and every dish for it had bourbon involved some how. Even a sweet potato maple bourbon creme brûlée. I got to meet Bobby Gleason, Jim Beam's master mixologist. On loan to us for a day. This dude is as bad ass as bad ass mixologists get. He holds the...
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