Fieri Frames

[Listen, these guys listen to Phish, they can call it whatever they want. And some lime.]

[Cornlands.]

[My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home.]

[Please survive.]

[Doubt it. Mmm, yes, I said.]

[Dolebit oculorum.]

[Chatties.]

[You can’t miss what you never had.]

[Are you my boy?]

[I am going to find out one day.]

[And now we're going to make the braised beef?]

[Twenties.]

[Existentialist psychoanalysis: BN, 645–6.]

[The noodle that wraps the dumpling is the key. It's that pillowy, soft, but not too thick dough yet, moaned his final breath into the imitation Oriental inside of it and this delicious dipping sauce. Outstanding.]

[Shh.]

[Zoophilias.]

[Drusille held out a glass of water, but Juniper shook her head.]