From my prior posts, you know that we indulge in dinner dog porn from time to time. This evening was such an occasion. I had a fully clothed, probably puritanical, dog and a nekkid dog too. Both dogs got dill relish, canned chili, chopped onion and grated cheddar and jack cheeses. We had some pork ‘n beans that were somewhat insipid, and a fistful of salt & cracked pepper potato chips.
Everything I read on Medscape says that these highly processed foods and cured meats will be the death of me. I turned 73 this year. It’s just a matter of time, I guess. Despite those warnings, my bet is that the wine will get me first.
