Observation #13.b2

It seems that whenever I walk past this barbecue mecca in Brookline Village (aka The Village Smokehouse) which is usually mid-afternoon on my way to pick up the kids from school, I often see a parade of men exiting this place holding their stomachs.

Like they're afraid the meal they just inhaled might somehow fall out.

What is that?

(oh I know, an excuse for me to post a fave from Monty Python's The Meaning of Life. Be forewarned, it's classically gross and not for everyone)


1 comment:

beachbungalow8 said...

yum. fucking LOVE the village smoke house. corn bread and corn on the cob. i'm salivating.

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