Nothing of any interest happened on this after-work trip to Whitey's, unless you count the fact that I have never seen as much mascara on a woman's eyes than I saw on my waitress.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Whitey's
I'm grey on Whitey's to this day, but I can't deny the power of the Slow Roasted Beef. Consistently one of the most perfect roast beef sandwiches I've ever had.
Nothing of any interest happened on this after-work trip to Whitey's, unless you count the fact that I have never seen as much mascara on a woman's eyes than I saw on my waitress.
Nothing of any interest happened on this after-work trip to Whitey's, unless you count the fact that I have never seen as much mascara on a woman's eyes than I saw on my waitress.
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I bet you double checked your sandwich for black flakes. Didn't you? Thanks for getting back to it by the way. I imagine wine and booze are pretty to photograph too, (and consume for that matter), but I really just love the food. And your witty commentary of course.
wow. that looks good enough to eat. i'm licking my monitor right now. however out of all these recent posts, the clams from the modern is my favorite shot. i like food. food tastes good. i like food. food tastes good.
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