I played a recorder once in 5th grade. Didn’t quite take to it. This incompetence continued when I played cornet in the school band from 6th-8th grade. God bless music teachers. I’d be smoking twice as much bud if I had to hear 12 year-olds attempt to play together harmoniously every day. Good grief.
Where’s all the good fried fish in Paducah?
I had Ed’s not too long ago. Pretty damn solid. Oh and Strickland’s isn’t bad either, but that’s more of an Atlantic Coast kind of vibe. So something leaking more on the Ed’s tip - like a perfectly battered, crispy whiting sandwich with onions, hot sauce, and yellow mustard. On white bread. I’ll drive to Ballard Co. I’ll head down to The Set. I’ll traverse the back roads of Riedland. Let’s get it going, bro.