Saturday, June 20

blops.

ethiopian food is expert.
if you can't hang out with that,
you are probably an A*-hole.
that's not a joke,
but,
it IS a thing.
six kinds of blarpity blops,
plus rice,
and diaper bread?
wordimus prime, neighbors-
i needed it,
i got it,
and we're all better off for the effort.
check the goobieblop-type teleport:
boomflame bumfire!!
spectacular treats, especially ethnically obscure ones,
are verrrrry scarce in the woodsly goodness,
so when i'm in a spot that has 'em,
i've got to stock up.
rules is rules,
so you know i got a second heaping plateful.
after all,
too much is the right amount.
i mean. c'mon.
what else would i do in this situation?
exercise restraint?
no way.
there's no such thing as too much of a good thing,
so how can a great thing know any limits?
ha!
i need vast quantities,
and then i need just a little bit more after that.
if there are earth-toned vegan foodstuffs available,
i'd have to be a real b!tchbag to skip out on 'em.....
greens and browns and all mud-colored hues,
in spicy splats of stewed up lentil-bean soup?
yeah!
that's what's up.
*
new haven has got a lot going for it.
seriously,
it's a better place than when i left it all those years ago.
the food game is on point,
the architecture situation is off the hinges.
the diversity is staggering.
the styles have stayed hard, certainly,
but the sweet is twice as sweet,
even if the bitter is thrice as tart.
i think i'll always have a softish spot in my stomach for the city i grew up in.
awwwww.
is that a gentle and genuinely nice sentiment?
dang.
i must be getting old;
never quiet, never soft.....

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