Steve and I went on a sibling date last Sunday, just the two of us. We started out very classy, very academic, at the funky coffee shop/bookstore in Greenville. We got our chai tea lattes and hung out in the comfy chairs right next to "Fascinating Memoirs." As it happens, we spotted a familiar spine on the third shelf -- Aunt Peg's book, published way back in '93 I believe.
And it did smell like updog in there:
In addition to the dogs, the menu also had other strange fair with odd-disgusting-delicious potential. Like Taco Tots (imagine tacos with tater tots instead of corn tortillas) and Jalapeno Fried Dill Pickles:
Tofu Pup and Slaw Dog:
Afterward, despite our rumbly dog-filled tummies, we stopped at the park to play a little catch. Steve's got a stinging overhand and his long throw isn't catchable (by me).
My knuckleball kicks his knuckleball's ass though.