It is the end of a year and maybe my last (my excuse for spoiling myself) I found a website for a German butchershop and ordered over fifty bucks worth of coldcuts. Blood sausage, bacon fat with Grieben ( no clue what the American term is for that); two different German coldcuts. It will not get here until the middle of January, so I have time to wallow in my guilt for spending so much money on myself. Of course, I never wasted one thought on buying expensive weed when I was still smoking , so I guess it is all relative.
Best wishes for the New Year. I am looking out over my snow-coverd yard wishing I had been smarter in my life.
Here are the Black Crowes
Sweet Nothing