by Joseph Meyer | Jan 21, 2010 | Creative Nonfiction
“It’s veal. It probably came from a very depressed calf, can we just eat in peace? And get LOIB out from under the table!” I get glares from TOO and BOB but TSWITMLM just smirks. Oh, you have not met my family; introductions are in order: As always, there’s the Big,...
