Fine Food

Go out and eat tonight. Take your sweetheart. Be in love and tip large

Remember to smile and treat everyone with the same respect you want to be given to you. What goes around comes around. How true that saying is.

You could just eat at home, hell get off your ass and take your lover out for a romantic evening, you'll be rewarded when you do get home. Trust me. Don't know where to go. Look through these blue links and find something new. Houston Feed Lots. Menu Guide

Makes me hungry just looking at them, except the Wurst Case. Houston Press Restaurant Guide

Best Restaurants in Houston don't agree with those try this poll

Of course there's always home cooking. Marinade of Tamara sauce, garlic, honey, lemon juice, molasses, fresh ground pepper, & seasoned vinegar. Roasted on an upright chicken rack I got for my birthday from my brother.

 
Subject: Bad News - Good News - Really Good News
The day after losing his wife overboard in a fishing boat accident, a man answered his door to find two grim-faced Alaska State Troopers. "We're sorry to call on you at this hour, Mr. Wilkens, but we have some information about your wife."

"Tell me! Did you find her?" the man cried.

The troopers looked at each other. One said, "We have some bad news, some good news, and some really great news. Which do you want to hear first?"

Fearing the worse, an ashen Mr. Wilkens said, "Give me the bad news first."

The trooper said, "I'm sorry to tell you, sir, but this morning we found your wife's body in Kachemak Bay."

"Oh my god!" said Mr. Wilkens, overcome by emotion. Swallowing hard, he asked, "What's the good news?"

The trooper continued. "When we pulled her up she had two five-pound king crabs and a half-dozen good size Dungeness crabs on her."

Stunned, Mr. Wilkens demanded, "If that's the good news, then what's the great news?" The trooper said, "We're going to pull her up again tomorrow morning."

 

To all my veggie friends.Finding Nemo Sushi Maki

 A WOMAN'S PERFECT BREAKFAST:
She's sitting at the table with her gourmet coffee.
 Her son is on the cover of the Wheaties box.  
Her daughter is on the cover of Business Week.
 Her boyfriend is on the cover of Playgirl.  
And her husband is on the back of the milk carton

Growl ruff ruff lets get fishy.

 A man and his wife, now in their 60's, were celebrating their 40th
wedding anniversary.
 On their special day a good fairy came to them and said that because they
had been such a devoted couple she would grant each of them a very special
wish.
 The wife wished for a trip around the world with her husband.  
Whoosh!
Immediately she had airline/cruise tickets in her hands.  
The man wished for a female
companion 30 years younger.......  
Whoosh....immediately he turned ninety!!!  
Gotta love that fairy

Fine Fishing, she's got the look.

He said - What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?
 She said - Turn sideways and look in the mirror

  tofu ?? Are you sure this is what I ordered?

 He said - Shall we try swapping positions tonight?
 She said - That's a good idea...you stand by the ironing board while I
sit on the sofa and fart.
 

The perfect travel meat case.

A couple is lying in bed.  The man says, "I am going to make you the
happiest woman in the world"  The woman says, "I'll miss you."

Some saved food bookmarks from the past


 

Into a Belfast pub comes Paddy Murphy, looking like he'd just been
 run over by a train. His arm is in a sling, his nose is broken, his
 face is cut and bruised and he's walking with a limp.
 "What happened to you?" asks Sean, the bartender.
 "Jamie O'Conner and me had a fight," says Paddy.
 "That little sh*t, O'Conner," says Sean, "He couldn't do that to
 you, he must have had something in his hand."
 "That he did," says Paddy, "a shovel is what he had, and a terrible
 lickin' he gave me with it."
 "Well," says Sean, "you should have defended yourself, didn't you
 have something in your hand?"
 "That I did," said Paddy... "Mrs. O'Conner's breast, and a thing of
 beauty it was, but useless in a fight."
 
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 An Irishman who had a little too much to drink is driving home from
 the city one night and, of course, his car is weaving
 violently all over the road. A cop pulls him over.
 "So," says the cop to the driver, where have ya been?"
 "Why, I've been to the pub of course," slurs the drunk.
 "Well," says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite a few to drink
 this evening."
 "I did all right," the drunk says with a smile.
 "Did you know," says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms
 across his chest, "that a few intersections back, your wife fell out
 of your car?"
 "Oh, thank heavens," sighs the drunk. "For a minute there, I thought
 I'd gone deaf."
 
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 Brenda O'Malley is home making dinner, as usual, when Tim Finnegan
 arrives at her door.
 "Brenda, may I come in?" he asks. "I've somethin' to tell ya."
 "Of course you can come in, you're always welcome, Tim. But where's
 my husband?"
 "That's what I'm here to be telling ya, Brenda. There was an
 accident down at the Guinness brewery..."
 "Oh, God no!" cries Brenda. "Please don't tell me."
 "I must, Brenda. Your husband Shamus is dead and gone. I'm sorry."
 Finally, she looked up at Tim. "How did it happen, Tim?"
 "It was terrible, Brenda. He fell into a vat of Guinness Stout and
 drowned."
 "Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim. Did he at least
 go quickly?"
 "Well, Brenda... no. In fact, he got out three times to pee."
 
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 Mary Clancy goes up to Father O'Grady after his Sunday morning
 service, and she's in tears.
 He says, "So what's bothering you, Mary my dear?"
 She says, "Oh, Father, I've got terrible news. My husband passed
 away last night."
 The priest says, "Oh, Mary, that's terrible. Tell me, Mary, did he
 have any last requests?"
 She says, "That he did, Father."
 The priest says, "What did he ask, Mary?"
 She says, "He said, 'Please Mary, put down that damn gun...'
 
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 A drunk staggers into a Catholic Church, enters a confessional
 booth, sits down but says nothing.
 The Priest coughs a few times to get his attention but the drunk
 continues to sits there. Finally, the Priest pounds three times on
 the wall.
 The drunk mumbles, "ain't no use knockin; there's no paper on this
 side either."

Thank's  for the use of these photographs.

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