Just last night, I rambled on about how I was experiencing food poisoning from chicken wings, but was not about to let that tear apart my relationship with them. Well, am I a man of my word? Why don’t you go ask my waitress, Jessica, over at Wingstop. That’s right, 30 wings, half hot, half parmesan garlic. I hadn’t eaten much at all due to the poisoning, but today I am feeling much better. Eventually, the hunger started to roar back. Of course, what was my first craving? Did you guess salad? If so, how high are you?
Ah yep, it feels good to be back. Just another bump in the road. Now to make up for the lost time! Bdubs sounds good for lunch tomorrow, doesn’t it?