Ode to Bacon

The other day my dog charged out to greet me as I walked across the street from my house.  A whiff of bacon hit me. “Honey,” I yelled across the cul-de-sac, “why does the dog smell like bacon?” Carrie was making bacon.  Somehow the bacon smell had surged forward in …

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Master Masticator

I consider myself quite enlightened when it comes to people chewing loudly.  Now, wet smacking and talking with your mouth full – that’s a different story.  Carrie has a friend whose entire family smacks.  She almost couldn’t get through dinner with the family.  Once you notice it, it seems like …

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Burrito Battle

I remember when Freebirds came to town back when I was in college.  Carrie and I would split a monster burrito, and it was awesome.  Flash forward: a new Freebirds opened near my house and Carrie and I went again, splitting a burrito like the good old days. It wasn’t …

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