So that's what happens to them when they outgrow the band!
Kneel before me, minions. You have no choice in the matter, healthy or otherwise. You are now my gravy slaves.
This will be my last blog post until next Monday. It's not that I have any big plans, or any plans whatsoever for the Thanksgiving holiday (because I don't) but I'm going to take some time to work on the menu for the restaurant chain I'm opening overseas next year, that will offer European diners an authentic "American-style" dining experience. Basically, I'll be serving different combinations of grease and salt in colorful plastic bags. I don't see how it can possibly fail.