UFOs Kidnapped Me...

How else to explain my absence from the aether?

A very long month of chaos, culminating in a mad dash to Savannah to cater Ray and Carleen's 50th wedding anniversary to the tune of 450 or so crab cakes. Jesus, was that crazy. That weekend was summed up by Diana's fiance Tommy stumbling into the kitchen of the American Legion Hall at Tybee Island, and saying, "Karl, you are one crazy f&%k!"

I could only reply, "Well, yeah, Tommy. Sorta sums up my weekend."

Needless to say, I need to blog. This is getting ridiculous. Especially considering that I'm the toast of Tybee Island for doing the best crab cakes anyone's ever had. This is becoming a running joke with me and mine. I make rockin' good crab cakes. Best anyone's ever had. Really. Lot's of drunk, little old ladies residing in Savannah and Tybee will testify to this. Best crab cakes evah...

And there you go. Not sure what happened. I woke up on a beach in Georgia with stars in my eyes and a soreness in my a... Ah. Well. I'll leave it at that for the moment.

More to follow, including the saga of Bubba and Miss Georgia Ann...

Comments

[chris]

Any day now Bobby Flay is going to show up for a throw down! Be ready!