In gratitude of William

I didn’t think I’d ever find out what happened to the guy. We’d been close for years before I hit the road but then lost touch. That said, I never stopped asking about him, hoping for good news but knowing full and well it was unlikely. He was a friend …

Why I switched to Hawaiian shirts

Sadly, due to a few idiots, I have to preface the following by stating that I hate these neo-nazi proud boogaloo bitchs or whatever the fuck they’re calling themself this week. I’m all about love and equality for all regardless of color, faith, or any of that other bullshit narrow-minded …

Salt the Line

I wasn’t there in person, the story was told to me years ago by another cook outside while getting high on cheap weed after a long night in the Kitchen where the stress had almost reached the tipping point. We’ve all seen it, it’s one of those situations that we …