Thursday, December 29, 2011

Dear Kenny Shopsin

Your food is God. Not "good." Yes. "God." Wish I lived local enough to be a regular (tho some might argue I'm more "irregular"). Well worth the schlep into the city to be in the presence of greatness. 'Tis a true a shame when I have to shit it out 24 hours later.

Hugs and greasy chorizo laced kisses,

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