You can't find a good Meat Sale around here like you can in Western New York. Nor can you find a perfectly spherical watermelon.
On second look, it appears as if I'm posing with my husband, Mister Mailbox, our teenage son, Master Trash Can, and our baby, Miss Watermelon. A quick fambly photo at the Meat Sale.
6 comments:
you're a hot chick, Anne.
great family photo, nice baby!
no good meat in NYC, unbelievable, I thought you could get ANYTHING in the boroughs?
you can good meat, but i doubt you can get such a good meat banner.
Oh, I had some good NY meat once. But he, I mean, he was here in SF at the time, for work.
Your son Trash is real stone faced. But he's got that cool gravely voice.
There was a meat sale and you bought a watermelon? Gross.
New york cannot hold a candle to Cali when it comes to bargain meat.
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