So, we have had a menu made of those magnet words on our book shelf for quite a few years now.
Randomly, as most things happen around here, we decided to change it. So here’s what resulted from the combining of our strange, strange minds.
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This ain’t the brunch menu, folks! 😉
As a poet, I have to say I love this. My favorite was the oven flower and the pickle pot, but I’d like to pass on red burning offal water and oyster gravy soup. I’ve heard the robust cat bean coffee is the world’s finest though.
What do you mean it’s not on the brunch menu???? I like the blue tongue wine. Reminds me of some blue beer that a friend brought back from Quark’s Bar in Vegas. When you drank the beer your tongue turned blue. 🙂 Got a picture of it here somewhere… Use that to wash down the succulent white berry chicken with honey cloud olive whip, yum.