You never went hungry at the Plymouth house. This living ruckus of a house blared shenanigans within a four block radius of cheap amenities. Ronald’s “Golden Arches” were less than a stone’s throw as well as a liquor store infested with the characters of its community, both serving their own desperation driven dollar menu. TaqueriaContinue reading “Cheesy Dreams of Burritos”
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Rise up from the Hashes
“I, uh, I’ll have the corned beef Hash, please”. Those were the last words spoken before my democracy of American breakfast surrendered to its singular almighty ruler.
Cheesy Fantastico 