A Little Link of Heaven

So tonight's life-shortening goodness comes from DePasquale's Sausage factory via the grill. This is the type of family run business that's way too busy with word-of-mouth traffic to build a website, so that link heads over to Yelp.

My buddy Geoff suggests that their sausage is amazing because it is unpolluted with fennel. By definition that should mean that this is not, in fact, Italian sausage. However, after wandering through the Nonantum section of Newton--where the side streets are painted with spumoni--and walking into an easy to miss store front where there is more Italian than English on the labels, that's a tough argument to make.

Getting Started

So it's two AM, and I'm in bed next to my sleeping girlfriend. I'm totally stressed out over the number of things I'm supposed to be doing at work and in my personal life, and that's before I even start to consider what how I'm going to pay to do all of the things I've committed to doing.

The only obvious thing to do is to commit my self to one more project, right? At least I'm going to give it a try.