Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Feeting Time

I ate some piggy feet at the Vanderbilt last night. It was sort of all chopped up and formed into a loosely packed square "patty," and then battered and fried, crab cake style. So no toenails or anything. It was okay. I took a picture on my phone but it didn't turn out. Needless to say, I look incredibly young this morning.