Do not arrive at the airport, go to check-in, open your wallet, and discover that your driver's license is not there. Fortunately for me, I have a plain old Florida ID card, too, which served nicely as an emergency back-up. Now I know what I will be doing when I return home next Friday.
Follow my culinary adventures as I explore different regions and cuisines across the United States and, hopefully, around the world. After swearing off four-star restaurants and overly complex dishes, I now seek the pleasure of simple foods that represent the different cultures that, in the end, make us all who we are. Nah. I'm just looking for some good, cheap grub so I can act silly while taking photos and sharing part of me with family and friends!
OH! Your heart must have dropped! So glad you had you ID card. I,m pretty disappointed in your FIRST MEAL LOL
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