This time next year (assuming I'm still breathing), the novel should be finished and working its way to the top of Joe Blow's slush pile. A year or so after that, I'll likely be taking early retirement (assuming I haven't died on the job from cooties). Then I can concentrate on doing what I love best: working the kitchen, here at The Lunch Counter.
In addition to offering the finest in charbroiled roadkill, The Lunch Counter prides itself on its desserts.
And today, we're making dessert.
Note: I'm the young guy cooking the bacon.
3 years ago