Chicken Fried Steak
"The fat looks good on you." That's how my plumber greeted me when I met him at my front door this morning. I thought I'd dropped weight in the year since I'd seen the guy, but apparently I'm delusional. I prefer to think of myself as "Kansas City skinny". Meals like this chicken fried steak at Woodswether's Cafe don't help. I'm sure my choice of beverages has nothing to do with it.
4 Comments:
At 3:33 PM, kcmeesha said…
I had chicken fried duck today
At 3:56 PM, Happy In Bag said…
This site suddenly feels like a terrorist network's coded message board.
Let's see if we can make it to a watch list:
Yo-yo. Life Magazine. Food crumb. Kidnap.
At 3:57 PM, kcmeesha said…
you just don't shake off my years in the kgb school
At 4:04 PM, Happy In Bag said…
I still disappointed, M.V., that the C.I.A. never recruited me.
Apple. Tuesday. Maroon.
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