Sunday, September 24, 2006

The Prodigal Roast

I don’t think there was ever went a weekend without a roast being cooked at home. Whenever you go to my Dad’s house if you haven’t visited in a while he’ll make you a roast beef. Its like the prodigal roast, home is the hunter, home for a roast.

Sunday, September 17, 2006


Everything tastes good when you’re a kid