Every time I go I say never again. And then 30 days later I'm drawn to it for some inexplicable reason.
It defies all logic. I could get chicken livers and a glass of buttermilk at a dozen places in this city but no, I got to go to the one place they make me sick.
Saturday, February 28, 2015
CHICKEN LIVERS
Posted by Bulletholes at 11:34 AM
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