Holy shit, can my wife fry a fish.
Someday, when I'm lying powerless in the aftermath of the inescapable and final stupid action that is my ultimate undoing, I fully expect that as my life flashes before my eyes one of its singular pleasures - and exquisitely regrettable in that it is never again to be - will be that of a meal including cold beer and my wife's fried, salted trout.
I went to Tourmaline yesterday. Javier @quantumprimordial invited me to
come out and schedules aligned and it was a great after-work session. It
was closing out and lots of board surfers to avoid but there was plenty of
fun to be had. Share the stoke.
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