Saturday, September 09, 2006
Friday office lunch.
No shite! Dems is fried pickles!
Frickles. That's what it said on the Appetizer Menu. How could we not give 'em a try? Just the name alone made us order them. Cold Geary's and Frickles, please. Who could ask for anything more?
The Frickles plate was clean before our sandwiches hit the table.
New Birth Brass Band: Fat Boy (Buy It!)
Beck: Nausea (Buy It!)