August 15, 2006
Sweet Maria, blood oranges are addictive. They don't appear to be that tantalizing at first but its not until you walk away that their powers take hold. I think if I ever found myself between a pile of pistachios and some blood oranges my head would explode. They both can get their hooks into you something fierce. Seriously Diary what do you choose? Don't answer, it's impossible. Pistachios are irresistable. I remember last year when Manolo made me watch Bloodsport, I cashed an entire bag of Turkish label before the Kumate even started. That was a day to remember. As far as today is concerned, I am in search of a decent foot powder. My dog's are in bad shape as I have been putting in some overtime in the bean garden. I suspect Manolo will want me to pick up some fresh socks while I am at it, mid calf of course. No time like the present, keep it real Dairy.