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sooner or later, i have to learn my lesson and stop eating things i know will make me feel icky. "hey, this consistently turns my intestines to mush; maybe i won't eat it anymore!" that is the logical cognitive process, right?
oh, if only fuddruckers wasn't so damn yummy...
my mother went away this weekend to a wine festival in duplin county (north carolina). duplin is actually pretty famous, and i'll tell you why: muscadines. ohman. i grew up loving these things, and nothing's changed. they are absolutely delicious, doubly so once made into a wine. i've never been a huge wine drinker, but i could make a meal out of the dry white she brought back for me. i'll definitely have to see about going myself next year.
she also bought me this today. there's been some squeeing, and at least one huzzah.
buffalo burgers and muscadine wine and zombies.
i could almost cry with happiness.
oh, if only fuddruckers wasn't so damn yummy...
my mother went away this weekend to a wine festival in duplin county (north carolina). duplin is actually pretty famous, and i'll tell you why: muscadines. ohman. i grew up loving these things, and nothing's changed. they are absolutely delicious, doubly so once made into a wine. i've never been a huge wine drinker, but i could make a meal out of the dry white she brought back for me. i'll definitely have to see about going myself next year.
she also bought me this today. there's been some squeeing, and at least one huzzah.
buffalo burgers and muscadine wine and zombies.
i could almost cry with happiness.