last night, the bastard took jonny airplanes out to dinner with folks from the old school. mister and missus saxomafone moved out here a long time ago and they are the bastard's yearly meetup. last night was barbecue and while it was amazing, it wasn't as noteworthy as the pie i got for dessert. the slice was so goddam big i asked airplanes to plant his hand next to it for scale and jonny has pretty big hands. i think the strawberry is there as a landmark just in case you get you get lost on your way round the plate.