That's right.
I wanted a meat grinder for my birthday.
I'm sorry, but this country doesn't know how to make a decent American burger! We had to take the drastic steps necessary to ensure a proper BBQ.
"Could these possibly be the best burgers we've ever tasted?" asks Iain. I think so.
It's been an awesome day. Iain picked me up from school (no bus!!!) with a gorgeous bouquet of flowers. I came home to a house totally decorated in birthday ribbons, and a bottle of champagne.
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I will do a vulcan dance in your honor. I'm glad iain kept up the tradition with some champagne. Enjoy the meat grinder--I inherited one this year, too. You've inspired me to use it!
just like a gangsta sista solja---every sentence ends with "and a bottle of champagne."
no grinding whitebait
Happy Birthday Sax! I wish you were here to celebrate! I wish I could drink....
Hope all of your wishes come true woman xo
Jamie
Happy Birthday, skeeze!!!!! I should have wished you a happy birthday last night during the debate/email hour - totally forgot that you're like a day ahead of us. Enjoy grinding meats and meat related products!
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