a hill of beans.

neighbors,
real food-heads know about what's expert,
because they're constantly sharking for the hottness in all it's ingestible forms.
i mean it.
shark-gluttony is real,
and it works on may levels.
for starters, we're over here taking big bigger bites of everything,
with less chewing and way more torn-up terrorizing,
but,
it also means we can't stop moving,
our incessant and insistent search for all the new and better and more developed flavors
causing a search-and-destroy sensory urge to push us into new waters,
after new prey, time after time and time again and again.
that's why i said food-heads, not foodies.
i HATE the term foodie.
y'know why?
because it sounds like you're
i'll elucidate-
electronic and stage technicians for concerts are called roadies,
because techies work on computers,
and trekkies, whilst possibly similar to techies, are the dorkier sci-fi guys;
hip-hop heads, sneaker-heads, and vinyl-heads
are the duders seekin' out and destroying that underground,
hard-to-find, limited-edition, exclusive, you-ain't-got-these jauns,
and that's what the F* i'm reppin' for my vegan off-the-cuff freestyle pop-up fire
here in the remote reaches of the woodsly goodness.
food-heads, guys.
that's what we are.
maybe it's that diminutive ie suffix that sucks it so hard.
foodie sounds like doodie, and that's just poop-
maybe not, though.
i mean, it's unlikely to ge me to change my name from albie,
which is just a much cuter abbreviation of albert,
...and it's not an alb-head, because c'mon,
what are you?
an A*-hole?
that is not a thing.
y'know what IS a thing, though?
heirloom beans.
yuuuuuuuuup.
my main man from the wider world abroad,
mr. veganmagictime,
a.k.a. travis,
had these delivered to me exxxtra-special,
because he knows what really-real food-heads are all about.
teleport:

boomshakalaka,
he's the number one chief rocka.
and that's so expert.
it's like getting a first-pressing picture vinyl 7",
and for those of you who listened to punk rock in the late 90's,
you know exactly how rad that is.
ranchogordo.com has got what we want, guys,
and i didn't even have any idea until he put me onto it.
the veggie burger game in this house has just gotten an injection
of turbo-diesel dopeness, surely to activate a level-eleven taste situation.
mmmmmmm.
*
my food heads and i are gonna soak the sh!t outta those seeds.
we are.
i mean,
for the first time in almost a year,
i've got guests coming by,
and i s'pose i should bring the viking hospitality game straight outta valhalla
and down to the dining room for my peoples.
yeah.
gratitude and generosity are two of the most valued virtues
in the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
and the appreciation of deliciousness is a close third.
so,
if you're entitled, and shystie, and an unadventurous eater?
well,
you'd do well to hold off from darkening my doorstep,
because i'm citing castle laws,
and coming out with both barrels blazing.
new old ways, and new old beans, and new hottness for the old and busted-
it's all really happening,
and thanks to travis,
it's about to be on that rare secret unreleased track tip;
never quiet, never soft.....