Thankfully it fits within my peasant farmer budget. In Seattle, I was approaching Salmon Snob. I never could master salmon ‘ella ella ella … eh eh eh. But, I really loved that white, wild caught white salmon that turned up at my favorite fishmonger to which I paid my yuppie premium. No, but salt. I can tell you now that I prefer sel de Guérande to sel de Camargue. I taste it. I could prolly do a blind taste-off. It’s rad. I’m pretty satisfied with your run-of-the-mill sel de gris, but give me a Guérande and fah-guetta-bout-it. Love that taste It’s truly better. Husband is playing Britney. K. now J-loi and Pitbull doh! now David Guetta (well not so bad and hard to avoid as he dominates the radio and I hate him but DAMN! everything he creates makes you want t screeeeeeeeam! and here you are reading a silly little post about salt not knowing shit about David Guetta. knowing more than you knew about David Guetta. you go!). K. done here.
Well, I’m a Sel Snob
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Give her a glass of wine and a keyboard… Hey, at least you didn’t buy some expensive piece of furniture. Happy anniversary Girlest!
Now I’m singing ‘where them girls at’.
heh. right. no furniture. just a minute manifesto on my salt preference. I’ll do better next time 🙂 and a big happy anniversary to you too! maybe we can hook up.
Are we flirting in public again? One day the kids will read this.
Was just wondering if this was “BWI” (blogging while intoxicated).
oh I hate you. all of you. you. ah … group hug. that feels better.
OK yeah that is me not knowing shit about David Guetta!! Hi honey how is it going!!! c
too great!
advil, please 🙂