Hello Ladies and Gents, and I do use those terms loosely.
(Is now a good time to mention this is Ron?)
Yes, there’s a lull in the Fork You halls these days… too cold to go out and eat. Yes, that task requires one of us to actually get off our bums to be the sacrificial lamb to go get the Fork You Mini Van and drive everyone to someplace to eat in order to express our culinary credibility to you our readers who are wasting your boss’ time by reading this.
(wow – run on sentence there, wasn’t it?)
Because our country has the greatest postal service in the world, I am able to bring you this fabulous piece of “Literary Gold”
(this observation coming from someone who has never been across the Mississippi, has been to Canada, and the most foreign place he’s ever been was – Boone County WV)
I originally posted this on my own personal blog the other day, but because we’re starved for content here also in these troubling times, I decided to cross pollenate. Spread my seed (or “disease”, choose your term).
The other day the Fork You Mansion was delivered the March edition of Food and Wine Magazine…. here is my (Ron’s) review. Please note that I pick up in the middle as the Fork You audience really doesn’t need to hear about my traumatizing knee injury and brilliant description of it: