At the tattoo shop today
Inside, wrapped in towels to stay hot, was a pot of bean soup with bacon… a pot of mashed potatoes… a casserole of home-fried okra… and a pot of potato wedges fried up with bacon. Oh and a huge cornbread. All still piping hot.
It smells so terrific, I’m having a hard time not going first to eat it. Nah, forget it, I’m going first.
In other news, I did an International Harvester emblem tattoo today so far.