Death by Raisins: A Cautionary Tale of Gluttony
I have a strange relationship with food. I love it more than most things in my life, including some family members. On the scale of things that are important to me, food falls somewhere between my vast collection of vinyl records and my penis. I daydream about it constantly. Recipes are my version of Penthouse Forum, except unlike the Forum I can actually believe that what I’m...