Sunday, July 15, 2007

Great pâte but I have to motor


Welcome to my blog.

I grew up in the Heartland of America, enjoying in my formative years all the flatness that makes our country great. Since that time I have visited both coasts, with my feet in both the Atlantic and Pacific, and have hiked some of our country’s great peaks (the Colorado Rockies) and valleys (the Grand Canyon) as well as some other highs and lows along the way.

Growing up on a farm, I’ve learned to appreciate the duplicity of dining on the finest, Grade A beef our country has to offer - topped with government-issued cheese … I’m still in search of the perfect cheeseburger.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Is the "pate" title of your blog a reference from a movie or book, or does goose liver have some deep psychological meaning in your own personal life? Appetizers can sometimes have that effect on a person.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for the e-mail, k-ruck. Although I do have issues with some appetizers, the title is actually from the 80's classic Heathers ... the most oft quote film in the history of time.

Suz said...

".....if I'm going to make it to the funeral on time..."

Anonymous said...

CornNuts!

Anonymous said...

Jesus God in Heaven, why'd you have to kill such hot snatch?

Anonymous said...

Well written article.