Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.

Sunday, July 31, 2005

And so it comes to pass that Airport Guy has landed at Spumoni South -- not doubt spinning countless yarns from the Battle of Bratislava.

The blogosphere eagerly awaits a full transcript.

In the meantime, I'll be using Google Earth to help me visualize the travels of the itinerant Airport Guy. And to visit Hester Street. And all the other old haunts.

Right now, I have just a few minutes ago combined the meatballs, the sausage, the seared veal strips, and the crushed tomatoes in a big pot. The lid is on, and now we wait.. In eight hours, we eat.
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