Whew.

Over at I Blame the Patriarchy, Jill (aka Twisty) seems to be up and about after surgery (at least enough to take a quick picture). The internet makes friends of us all, as evidenced by the worrying I did about someone I've never met. It turns out that the city she was a food critic in was St. Louis, and her review of Tony's makes me want to drive there right now. Granted, it would be nearly four in the morning when I got there; such is the power of writing. The fact that Twisty has no problems identifying the sub-standard and the mundane makes me more confident that her assessment of the excellent is accurate.

Get well soon!