So after a day at the dentist for a deep scaling, an afternoon at the allergist for a shot or three and in-between periods of defending our friend and favorite nouveau Zimbobwaian food evangelist, Crispin Sartwell to the the readers of Veterans Today who regarded him based on something as some pointy-headed intellectual fag outside Jew Yankee commie agitator -- VetsToday can get rough! -- it was time for dinner. And, hilarity prevailed...
