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Sep 13, 2007
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Chevre
My wife knows I love food
more than I like sex.
This irritates her.
Chevre, Chavrie,
my first experience on the pizza line.
Chicken,
rosemary, (fresh)
EVO,
garlic,
fontina.
Friday nights
tossing in full view,
jammed full –
two hundred fifty people.
Chicken pizza
under warm amber lighting.
Goat cheese melting
in a giant fireplace.
Clean the bottom
with a stiff wire brush.
Logs in the back right corner.
Smoke,
embers floating off.
Exhibition.
— Conect11, Sep 13, 2007
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IKnowNoBox
18 years 9 months ago
I'de Embarass myself...
Conect11
18 years 8 months ago
in some
IKnowNoBox
18 years 8 months ago
I am aware of this....
Conect11
18 years 8 months ago
oh, I was aware
JulieMcCarty
18 years 8 months ago
UH OH
IKnowNoBox
18 years 8 months ago
Or a 9 1/2 weeks Desert!
weirdelf
18 years 8 months ago
Sex is so bloody over-rated
Conect11
18 years 8 months ago
coral trout
weirdelf
18 years 8 months ago
always appreciate being corrected