So, the other day the whole world was out to get me, Final Destination style. Things were exploding in the kitchen, semis were on sidewalks, a bee stuck itself to my leg, and I wiped out embarrassingly on my bike. After all that excitement (and a good deal of pain), I was ravenous, but wary of the kitchen with all its lurking dangers.
Dinner from the Dublin Pub saved the day. Here is one of my favorites, the Carvery. With fries. Belly full, potential crises averted, now to drop some painkillers and sleep...
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