My belly is turning southern.
All I want to eat is meat.
The smokier the better.
Sauce? a bonus.
You can find me scrounging Kroger parking lots for the man with the smoker.
This old pescatarian belly is no more.
That being said, I'm excited to be walking out the door to this place.
Denver is slowly stealing my heart.
just spent some time exploring your blog.... love the vignette + photograph combo. you have a beautiful eye for angles and details! and you have a new follower!
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