Monday, August 15, 2011

puke & shit

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Oh cock, we've all got food poisoning in the house. Not from something I cooked, and in fact, I seem to have fared better out of everyone. But still, food poisoned.

It was those goddamn frozen frog legs they insisted on buying. I wouldn't have minded all the stomach cramps, dizziness, and general malaise if it was a good dish, but the thing was just dreadful. Like dried, tasteless bits of mystery protein a dog would hesitate to eat.

Not a good sign, having to deal with this a day before a trip to Niagara. Thirty Bench first thing in the morning. That riesling acid will set my innards straight.


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