
One of our local banks has that as a slogan. I’m glad it’s not my bank.
One of our local banks has that as a slogan. I’m glad it’s not my bank.
Years ago, you heard of no one who was gluten intolerant. Now it’s everywhere. I wonder how we changed (or did we)?
I live in an area where the people who have seen this have not complained or been offended. They just commented, “That sounds like fun!!”
Over the years, I have made some New Year’s resolutions. Probably less than half of my life. Probably kept less than half of those, so I stopped.
This was in honor of my mom. She loved making things for Christmas. Sometimes decorations, sometimes gifts, she just loved to create.
We’ve been trying to recreate that gravy since then. I’m afraid it was lightning in a bottle.
We were eating at a favorite restaurant and my wife ordered chicken-fried steak with gravy. The gravy really did taste like a cross between gravy and cake frosting. (Hint: I thought it was GREAT!)
I like a strip like this, which has a punchline in almost every panel. My favorite is Pete’s surmise in the second panel.
I got a burger at a great hole-in-the-wall place near here recently that tasted great, but those onion buns stuck with me for hours!
My English teacher wife really enjoyed this one. Honestly, it makes sense, doesn’t it?