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Tae Kwon Do with Chef

I know it says closed, but it looks like it says loser. I laughed about this for an entire block of Duke Street. 

Signs, I make them. 

Bitters & Boots. (ok, not boots but that had such a nice ring to it)

The lid & straw to my mason jar sippy cup was still on the street the next morning. Picked out the broken glass. Good as new!

The buckles/toggle things on these shoes tend to latch onto each other. The struggle is real, y'all. 

Oh, I'll cure your gravlax..ladies.

You want to hear me snickering on the set? Casually throw in the sentence, “if it lasts for longer than three hours, see a doctor,” while you're discussing gravlax. Tell people that ladies love lobster because it's creamy and has a good mouthfeel. Giggling. Giggling from Chef, giggling from doctor, giggling from host, giggling from cameramen, giggling from Jason and Andy, giggling all around. 

We don't mincemeat words around here.

Mincemeat smells of Christmas, I love it.

We hungry, yo!

David: Where my shrimp cocktail, bitch?
Chef Cathal: You're going to wait an hour, bitch!
David: Dat some bullshit!