We are sharply divided over this dinner chez TNS.
This afternoon, I prepared and ate a steak covered in butter.
Something’s going screwy with my Olympic fever.
Let the week of merriment begin! And we’ll kick it off with a bang: that’s right, there’s some Thomas Keller shit going on in the hizzy tonight. Say hello to your gracious stand-in du jour, ...
I can be a wordy motherfucker. I’m a fan of, you know, lots of words and shit.