I haven’t really talked about food and I haven’t ranted about anything yet on this blog even though my non-existent readership is no doubt trembling in sweaty-palmed anticipation of the first rant on the goddamn gubbmint, the effin’ illegal aliens takin’ our yobs!!, or the stupid ass bicyclists riding very slowly through the goddamn Arboretum. I can almost hear the nascent blog devotees yearning for my first report on what I barbequed for dinner last night. What side dish did he make?, they ask, what was the wine he paired with the entree?, they demand. For CRISSAKES, what the fuck did he make for dessert?, they shriek. Fear not my not-yet-germinated reading public, all good things come to those who wait. There are plenty of things that annoy me to rant about, there are plenty of meals yet to be coaxed forth from the Kitchen of Q, the Barbeque of the Q-master. Plenty of restaurants to be frequented and deemed unworthy of even the lowest swine slop. So rest easy my non-burgeoning faithful reader flock. There will be plenty of rants and food blogging to get you through those long cold sleepless nights of your dismal and lonely lives.
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