My dad (aka Bobo) likes to rip random things from the paper at McDonald’s and give them to me. When he’s on the road, he mails the clippings. Parenting/money/health/political articles, daily horoscopes, the comics for MP, you name it. Last week it was this recipe from a local restaurant.
Which cracked me up. And kind of made me nauseous at the same time.
I particularly appreciate the restaurant owner telling us how cheap this dish is to make.
And then charging $14.89.
For a bowl of balls.
Clearly, I am in the wrong business.