In my mouth I put a habanero
Can't you see the crying, and can't you just feel the churning
And ain't it just like a meal of mine to burn up my behind
Yes I put a habanero in my mouth.
In my mouth I put a habanero
Can't you see the crying, and can't you just feel the churning
And ain't it just like a meal of mine to burn up my behind
Yes I put a habanero in my mouth.
For those of you who don't know what the title refers to -- well, this 10 minutes of Pulp Fiction might explain it. Or it might not. :)
Six Plates, which did have their day off as Tuesday, has moved it to Sunday. I.e., they're closed then. :)
Edit: The "Lamby Joes" have tenure! Excellent!
"My household consumes over 500 bottles of wine per year and the only disappointments are the poor bottles, for wine is meant to be drunk, and drunk for enjoyment, with no regrets."
Noir comme le diable,
Chaud comme l'enfer,
Pur comme un ange,
Doux comme l'amour.Black as the devil,
Hot as hell,
Pure as an angel,
Sweet as love.
-- Charles Maurice de Talleyrand-Périgord (1754-1838)
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