Normally receiving a package that has clearly been opened, sealed, opened again and sealed again that is covered with dirt and ants would not bring me as much happiness as the one I received today, but this was from Dan "Danny Boy" Devito.
When Dan and I were both very young and immature, before he had a child and before I was the Prince of Pune, we would frequent an Irish hole-in-the-wall bar in Cincinnati when we would go out called "O'Malley's in the Alley." Generally after indulging in some adult beverages we would end up in another hole-in-the-wall eatery called "Balboas" for pizza and an East Coast snack cake called TastyKake.
Not just any TastyKake, but the Butterscotch Krimpets. Dan was raised on these as he was growing up in a family of inventory gurus and I was hooked on this sugary "smack" as soon as I had one. Along with the TastyKakes and pizza ranch dressing had to be served or I would become an unhappy camper at 2 a.m. sneaking around Dan's place while we tried not to wake up his wife, Jess, and successfully devour a large Balboa's pie. No matter how well we tried to cover our tracks, Jess could always check the ranch dressing in the fridge and know if I had been there!
Thanks Dan for the retailer size package of Tastykakes and the industrial jug of ranch; I miss you guys;-)
In an unrelated story, Lata attempted to use the microwave this weekend, but apparently still hasn't figured out this technology as was evident with the below tupperware container I came home to on Sunday. No matter how hard I tried I could not get the lid off to enjoy what was left of the prawn stir fry!
When Dan and I were both very young and immature, before he had a child and before I was the Prince of Pune, we would frequent an Irish hole-in-the-wall bar in Cincinnati when we would go out called "O'Malley's in the Alley." Generally after indulging in some adult beverages we would end up in another hole-in-the-wall eatery called "Balboas" for pizza and an East Coast snack cake called TastyKake.
Not just any TastyKake, but the Butterscotch Krimpets. Dan was raised on these as he was growing up in a family of inventory gurus and I was hooked on this sugary "smack" as soon as I had one. Along with the TastyKakes and pizza ranch dressing had to be served or I would become an unhappy camper at 2 a.m. sneaking around Dan's place while we tried not to wake up his wife, Jess, and successfully devour a large Balboa's pie. No matter how well we tried to cover our tracks, Jess could always check the ranch dressing in the fridge and know if I had been there!
Thanks Dan for the retailer size package of Tastykakes and the industrial jug of ranch; I miss you guys;-)
In an unrelated story, Lata attempted to use the microwave this weekend, but apparently still hasn't figured out this technology as was evident with the below tupperware container I came home to on Sunday. No matter how hard I tried I could not get the lid off to enjoy what was left of the prawn stir fry!
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