Our very own Lowcountry Anthony Bourdain … Lyta scouts the convenience-store weiner offering here between Beaufort and I-95, right next door to BoBops Party Shop. We’ll make a blogger out of her yet, won’t we?
Do note the absence of Swedish meatballs, making this a “buffet” rather than a “smorgasbord.”
I do love being compared to Tony Bourdain, but I don’t know if I’ll ever be much of a blogger. I think I’ve been around you and Jennifer for so long that I just have built in radar now for weird shit.
yeah, that and a good assignment editor who sent you in for the photo op.