I'm still wondering how I woke up hungry!
But last weekend I was being a food masochist, because at the Arts & Crafts festival the next day, I jumped at the chance to have fair food. A gyro!
And this was the best gyro I've had (in America). This guy put cubed squash on it, fresh tomatoes, shredded lettuce, sliced onions, and a mix of beef and lamb. Of course, lots of tzatziki. Let me tell you, the car ride back to Maine was a little, um, fragrant.
Foarte interesat subiectul postat de tine, m-am uitat pe blogul tau si imi place ce am vazu am sa mai revin cu siguranta.
ReplyDeleteO zi buna!
wow who is that commenting? and that looks like some divine drunk food and also, yay for farting up a storm. :-p
ReplyDeleteMy guess is that you didn't wake up hungry, but dehydrated from your wildly salty and delicious garbage plate. As someone who routinely gets fucked up and orders late-night pizza, I know these two feelings can be confused with one another...
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