I've eaten some fantastic food at some fantastic venues. I've also eaten some fantastic food in a fucking Denny's. Or my aunt's house.
Shit, there's dude who sells baked potatoes out of a van near me in my shitty, small, unimportant, oft-ridiculed city, and they're the best god damn baked potatoes I've ever encountered anywhere on earth.
I definitely don't need to eat at some place reviewed by some ponce from a major newspaper in order to enjoy my food.
Shit, there's dude who sells baked potatoes out of a van near me in my shitty, small, unimportant, oft-ridiculed city, and they're the best god damn baked potatoes I've ever encountered anywhere on earth.
Now I want to know what these van baked potatoes are like.
I don't get it either.
I've eaten some fantastic food at some fantastic venues. I've also eaten some fantastic food in a fucking Denny's. Or my aunt's house.
Shit, there's dude who sells baked potatoes out of a van near me in my shitty, small, unimportant, oft-ridiculed city, and they're the best god damn baked potatoes I've ever encountered anywhere on earth.
I definitely don't need to eat at some place reviewed by some ponce from a major newspaper in order to enjoy my food.
Now I want to know what these van baked potatoes are like.