Category Archives: Sense Memory

Drunk Food

Drunk food. We all know it. We all love it….because when we eat it, we are, well, DRUNK. I have spent a lot of time in bars in my twenties. I have been a bartender, cocktail waitress, patron and football … Continue reading

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I Would Like The Disaster Please, With A Bottle of Sancerre.

When I posted this particular blog, a few months ago, on my personal site, I was told by many of my friends and family that I should start a food blog, so I thought it appropriate to start things off … Continue reading

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