The Schnitzel cometh

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I’ve been eating like a king all week. A King I tell ya.

But this makes my heart go all a-flutter.

(Probably because there is a piece of bacon stuck in my aorta.)

I like to tease Big Jonny about how I can get a really awesome schitzel with country potatoes that would feed an Ethiopian family of 7 for at LEAST a week. He keeps commenting about it, and I keep linking to the pics Steen made while she was here.

Last night I texted Sara about her wishes for dinner. Her reply? “Something greasy.”

Off to the store I joyously skipped, thinking of grease, pork and fries. And beer, or course.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA