I suppose it's easy to let things go beyond your grasp sometimes.
To leak the soul and spirit out of something beautiful by overdoing it.
I rode home, howling drunk, starved and debased, and attacked this thing in a way that it was meant to be done;
Loaded and shirtless with a can of cheap beer, sweating at 3-o-clock on a Tuesday morning.
Keith Richards onetime said, "I wasn't lookin' real good, but I was feelin' real well."
7 comments:
sardines evoke an image of a serious bukowski impersonation where tins and cans pill up with reckless abandon just to do it all over again the next day. i think you found the true spirit of salts.
just to do it all over again the next day
You were howling drunk but you still had the good sense to take a fine picture before you scarfed? Good work. Have you ever tried subbing out the saltines for matzo? You can break them into various long lines where you can stack 2 or 3 sardines in succession on each piece. Add some PEPPER PLANT brand California style hot pepper sauce and you'll have the holy trinity & do that PBR justice.
I'll trade you a bottle of Ardvaark for a jar of your "PEPPER PLANT".
Done?
Cool.
Deal. I need to go to San Luis Obispo to get some more. I'm down to one more bottle. Next month.
http://bdgfiles.com/pepperplant-espana-greek-sard-sm.jpg
Wow. Nice cans.
And I mean that.
When do we get a review?
My momma doesn't usually allow me to drink beer on school nights so I have to wait until I get the pass. I'm liking your review formula that includes a hot sauce and a tasty alcoholic beverage. I'll try to find something worthy. You guys have the taste for exotic.
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