"lamb?! they had lamb? if i knew they had lamb i would've gotten it!"
"he said, 'prime rib? lamb?' you knew they had it!"
"i thought he said, 'prime rib, my man?'"!!!"
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About Me
- katie
- writing about my life in kc and all of its ups & downs & lefts & rights.
Books of 2008
- John Adams by David McCullough
- One Good Turn by Kate Atkinson
- Thunderstruck by Erik Larsen
- The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain
- The Cider House Rules by John Irving
- Vermeer's Hat by Timothy Brook
- Museum by Danny Danzinger
- Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden
- Until I Find You by John Irving
- Running in Heels by Anna Maxted
- Mirror, Mirror by Gregory Maguire
- The Psycho Ex Game by Merrill Markoe & Andy Prieboy
- Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke
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- Last Day
- Upon Reading the Last Post
- Day & Evening 3
- Day & Evening 2
- Evening 1
- Back From Break
- Thanks...
- So Hardcore
- Grand
- Bum Crack of Dawn
- I Am DOING This
- Early Onset
- Rehashing the Re-Meeting
- How We Met
- ThisClose
- No Longer Required
- Craigslist: Pros & Cons
- Garbled
- Heading Off to Sleepytown
- Sleepover!
- Flatline
- Another Nothing Day
- Couple Days Back
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1 comment:
Perhaps it was the eight mimosas I had, but I swear to God that's what he said to me...I figured he was just the standard, run-of-the-mill overly friendly black chef.
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