The Butcher

The Butcher and I went to Two Boots Pizza for lunch. It’s not set up for how Nashville eats lunch, but if you want someplace where you can eat by yourself, this is the place for you.

We were just shooting the shit, which was nice, and I realized that one of the things I most missed while he was gone was feeling like I had someone who was right there, on my side, in any fight.

Not that I have many fights.

But both my brothers, in their own ways, have my back.

I’m lucky about that.

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2 thoughts on “The Butcher

  1. it looked amazing! To me–as a non-vegan–that’s how I judge vegan food. Does it look like something I would eat on purpose? And it did!

    But, if you go with someone, prepare to get your food at wildly different times.

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