She began the new diet five days before their first date. She wasn’t sure where she had read about it — the strictly-fruit-and-veggie diet—…
Fridays, they were thinking and thinking of eating, and not thinking of eating loaves of bread, but thinking of eating candy. They wanted candy.…
On a Tuesday afternoon, Alice Clark takes a bite of a burrito. She sits at a weatherworn table in her backyard. Her daughter jumps…
On October 21st of 1962, Hurley Brennan got behind the wheel of his Chevy Apache heading to Pocatello on errands. When he could no…
The tip of Angela Kane’s cigarette flickers as she dusts the stoop outside Kline. She savors a deep inhale as she bends down and…
“All of our food is grown, raised, and caught Upstate,” Terrence said. He and his trainee walked out of the cooler— tubs of sliced…
“You’re not like most of my patrons,” says Dr. Arcticus. I don’t reply. It’s the fourth time I’ve been here, but only the first time that he’s flirted with the notion of small talk. After some final touches, he presents the first dish of many: ten poached toes, sans toenails, served with vinaigrette and thin slices of lemon.
I really like my roommate. He’s a pretty low-key, chill type of guy, and more importantly, he’s hardly ever home, which, if you ask…
Someone stole the Whirpletons Cashews last night. Now, during morning vittles, Numb Nuts the former Whirpletons flying squirrel ain’t got a clue what to…