You gotta love restaurants that just GO for it and decorate with dead
animals. (Yes, this is the same place with the squirrel on a log
hanging from the ceiling.)
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Monthly Archives: July 2007
Ow
To whoever has the Sonja-shaped voodoo doll and some creepy personal effect of mine like a wad of shower drain hair or a used band-aid: Whatever I did to you, I’m sorry. Please just stop poking the voodoo doll.
The voodoo doll explanation is the only one I can come up with for why I feel like crusty crap. That, or maybe God hates me. But I’m more willing to blame it on a witch doctor. I don’t know why. Maybe because I think feather headdresses are funny rather than intimidating.
So, Sonja-hating witch doctor person, please stop poking my voodoo doll in the back and the toe and the head. I will send you a free book if you stop. A hardback even. And a magnet. And a nail file.
Decor
I just had to share some of the decor at one of mine and Robbie’s favorite Mexican food joints in downtown Durham.
Yes, that is a taxidermied squirrel perched on a log hanging from the ceiling.
I’m not asking what’s in the carnitas anymore.
