This really doesn't have anything to with the actual concept of local food, which my hippie spies tell me is supposed to be good for the environment. Alright bro, If you say so. That book talk sounds a little fruity to me though. Then again I'm no PhD in Environmental Science. (My doctorate, if you must know, was actually in Handsome Karate.)
Anyway, maybe it's just because I spent so many years being in (yikes) and writing about (even worse) local bands that the term has been spoiled for me. Makes me think instead of being some nutritional, ecologically responsible lunch alternative it's like a cucumber that's trying really, really hard to get me to come see it fart through Joy Division rip offs on a Monday night at the Elk's Lodge before I put it in my salad. How am I supposed to take this food seriously until it's gotten in the van and hit the road?
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Rollins that shit and DM me from the Fall Reev Denny's and maybe then we can talk, Rabbit Boy.
come again?
Had some cukes at the Rat in 82, heady stuff.
RIP KENMORE SQUARE RIGHT FELLAS?
Cukes in leather jackets, straight chuggin ranch and jager shots. actin all tuff.
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