"That's two D's, for a double-dose of this pimpin' "

thrifted top and skirt / shoes from BE

Sterling and I finally decided to try the Barbeque spot across from my house. It's less than a block away, but they have such odd hours (11-4, Wednesday through Saturday) and often close earlier than that because they run out of food, which is a sure sign that the food is awesome. That, and the fact that cops eat there all the time. Cops love good meat and shit.

After consuming a half-pound of mac n' cheese, and one of the hottest hotlink sandwiches I've ever had, we waddled back home with a pound of ribs and another pound of mac n' cheese wrapped up for later.

And then we ate the ribs.

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