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Tuesday, March 8, 2011
How I Know I'm Supposed to Be a Big Fat Person
I've lived in a lot of places because of the Air Force, and when I think back to all those places, what pops into my mind first and foremost is the food that I loved in each location.
Hometown: Rico's Pizzeria.
Monterey CA: Compagno's Sandwiches, every Persian food place in the San Jose area.
San Angelo TX: The Corner Stop Mexican food.
Omaha NE: Ahmad's Persian Food.
Bumblefuck England: any lamb dish in any pub, raspberry flan at the pub near my house.
Pompeii Italy: the olives for sale in the middle of the ruins? Awesome.
The exception is Augusta, GA. There is nothing good about Augusta unless you like golf. And I don't like golf. So, there is nothing good about Augusta.
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