Crazy thing, this Tuesday may be even bester. A balmy night on bomby trails, with hints of a Special Holiday Dinner from Mrs. Taco Spawn. You'd have to be in Illinois to skip this. One.
Sunday, December 18, 2016
TACO BULLETIN
Is it possible that last Tuesday night saw the riding of The Best FT3 Ever? It is possible. The precipitation was late and dry, the mood was festive, the trails were sick, and the Chickenbake was so deep that to-go tacos were sanctioned.
Crazy thing, this Tuesday may be even bester. A balmy night on bomby trails, with hints of a Special Holiday Dinner from Mrs. Taco Spawn. You'd have to be in Illinois to skip this. One.
Crazy thing, this Tuesday may be even bester. A balmy night on bomby trails, with hints of a Special Holiday Dinner from Mrs. Taco Spawn. You'd have to be in Illinois to skip this. One.
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
Tacos As Usual
The catastrophic hood failure has been repaired, and the Knot Hole has tacos on the menu. Mother Rye apologized for last week's inconvenience, then proceeded to blame various members of her staff and family for not keeping us informed. Perhaps we won't develop an alternate taco plan after all.
Should be a lovely evening; the setting crescent moon, the trails sparkling with frost, and the aroma of garlicky grease wafting through the air.
ONE
Should be a lovely evening; the setting crescent moon, the trails sparkling with frost, and the aroma of garlicky grease wafting through the air.
ONE
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