Every other night it's KFC or leftovers from last night's endeavor to the greatest wing place in town. And it's all fine and dandy if you have plans for manufacturing your saliva as cooking oil, but I'm looking for something more tender than exposed chicken, marinating in a pool of it's own disease. I am no longer satisfied with the cheap, quick meals of today's society. Although, I attribute my hedonism as fuel to this menacing market. What happened to your Great Aunt's spaghetti and mozzarella casserole? What happened to tradition? Am I victim or am I responsible? The world doesn't seem ready for a change. My parents, still too tired to cook.
Ganj Reviewed by Ganj on . Where's the TLC? Every other night it's KFC or leftovers from last night's endeavor to the greatest wing place in town. And it's all fine and dandy if you have plans for manufacturing your saliva as cooking oil, but I'm looking for something more tender than exposed chicken, marinating in a pool of it's own disease. I am no longer satisfied with the cheap, quick meals of today's society. Although, I attribute my hedonism as fuel to this menacing market. What happened to your Great Aunt's spaghetti and Rating: 5