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A San Francisco Girl's Down and Dirty Adventures in the Culinary Playground

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Fuck New York

What the hell have they got that we haven't? Let's see, shall we?

  • Snow
  • A lack of eye contact
  • An excess of black clothing
And now, my friends, they will have one more thing:

Daniel Humm.

Damn, those bitches are spoiled enough already. Why do they have to take my sunshine away?

I am a bitter, bitter woman.


"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."
-- La Rochefoucauld


Blogger The Tens said...

Whoa there, tiger. Don't be talking smack about my hometown. I will, however, try to fuck New York when I go out there next week. And though I won't be eating at Eleven Madison Park, I will be eating at a little slice of heaven known as Gray's Papaya. $2, for two hot dogs and a grape drink with more chemicals than Courtney Love's medicine cabinet. Oh, yes.

12/15/2005 12:13 PM  
Blogger Tana Butler said...

I have reservations next week. I can't wait.

12/16/2005 11:03 AM  

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