Nearly every day I walk around the market seeking something new, something other than a multitude of exotic take out restaurants but Friday a co-worker told me there was a giant cook off in the blizzard. Oh? I like eating, what better way to start my first Winterlude than with a good ol' stew cook off in the snow.
Off I go with my bowl and prison style big flat soup spoon.. I understand why they hold the spoons like that in prison (tv prison), it's like trying to use a small plate for a spoon, cumbersome.
Here's photographic evidence of the mayhem and my lasting lightning impressions.
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