Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters
He turned to the bartender. “Jessie, sweetheart, would you make us a round of Frozen Monkey Nuts, please.”
“Whoa, hold the order, Jessie.” Paul turned to Jerry, “I’ll eat a bull’s testicles, but I’m not so sure I’m ready to try the monkey’s nuts, frozen, fried, or sunny side up.”
Jerry gave Paul a light love tap on his shoulder. “Oh, you are sooo funny. Sweetie, the monkey’s nuts are chocolate covered malted milk balls. We mix French vanilla ice cream with Kaluha, vodka and mint leaves in a blender. Then we dump in a handful of the candy balls and serve it in a hollowed out coconut.”
Paul turned to the bikini-clad bartender. “You better make several pitchers of that.”
When the desire to eat fifty dozen oysters or a hundred and thirty chicken wings takes precedence over any concern about the subsequent poundage, love takes the backseat to a combination of luck and lust. Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters details the journey of eighteen-year-old, three hundred and twenty pound Paul Banister from suburban New Jersey to the forefront of cuisine in San Francisco via a series of food fests, sexual conquests, and mischief whenever there’s a stack of unused traffic cones handy.
His cross-country mission of decadence is interrupted by a thirteen-scoop ice cream dessert named “The Kitchen Sink” and a woman of equal weight, who finally knows the recipe for keeping his soufflé erect. And if the ingredients for this romance weren’t complete, add a dashing restaurateur with a bottomless wallet, who offers Paul a future the young man couldn’t have imagined with a case of beer and an ounce of smoke.
Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters is an adult romantic comedy dieters will despise, but will have the rest of us drooling for a snack.
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“Whoa, hold the order, Jessie.” Paul turned to Jerry, “I’ll eat a bull’s testicles, but I’m not so sure I’m ready to try the monkey’s nuts, frozen, fried, or sunny side up.”
Jerry gave Paul a light love tap on his shoulder. “Oh, you are sooo funny. Sweetie, the monkey’s nuts are chocolate covered malted milk balls. We mix French vanilla ice cream with Kaluha, vodka and mint leaves in a blender. Then we dump in a handful of the candy balls and serve it in a hollowed out coconut.”
Paul turned to the bikini-clad bartender. “You better make several pitchers of that.”
When the desire to eat fifty dozen oysters or a hundred and thirty chicken wings takes precedence over any concern about the subsequent poundage, love takes the backseat to a combination of luck and lust. Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters details the journey of eighteen-year-old, three hundred and twenty pound Paul Banister from suburban New Jersey to the forefront of cuisine in San Francisco via a series of food fests, sexual conquests, and mischief whenever there’s a stack of unused traffic cones handy.
His cross-country mission of decadence is interrupted by a thirteen-scoop ice cream dessert named “The Kitchen Sink” and a woman of equal weight, who finally knows the recipe for keeping his soufflé erect. And if the ingredients for this romance weren’t complete, add a dashing restaurateur with a bottomless wallet, who offers Paul a future the young man couldn’t have imagined with a case of beer and an ounce of smoke.
Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters is an adult romantic comedy dieters will despise, but will have the rest of us drooling for a snack.
Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters
He turned to the bartender. “Jessie, sweetheart, would you make us a round of Frozen Monkey Nuts, please.”
“Whoa, hold the order, Jessie.” Paul turned to Jerry, “I’ll eat a bull’s testicles, but I’m not so sure I’m ready to try the monkey’s nuts, frozen, fried, or sunny side up.”
Jerry gave Paul a light love tap on his shoulder. “Oh, you are sooo funny. Sweetie, the monkey’s nuts are chocolate covered malted milk balls. We mix French vanilla ice cream with Kaluha, vodka and mint leaves in a blender. Then we dump in a handful of the candy balls and serve it in a hollowed out coconut.”
Paul turned to the bikini-clad bartender. “You better make several pitchers of that.”
When the desire to eat fifty dozen oysters or a hundred and thirty chicken wings takes precedence over any concern about the subsequent poundage, love takes the backseat to a combination of luck and lust. Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters details the journey of eighteen-year-old, three hundred and twenty pound Paul Banister from suburban New Jersey to the forefront of cuisine in San Francisco via a series of food fests, sexual conquests, and mischief whenever there’s a stack of unused traffic cones handy.
His cross-country mission of decadence is interrupted by a thirteen-scoop ice cream dessert named “The Kitchen Sink” and a woman of equal weight, who finally knows the recipe for keeping his soufflé erect. And if the ingredients for this romance weren’t complete, add a dashing restaurateur with a bottomless wallet, who offers Paul a future the young man couldn’t have imagined with a case of beer and an ounce of smoke.
Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters is an adult romantic comedy dieters will despise, but will have the rest of us drooling for a snack.
“Whoa, hold the order, Jessie.” Paul turned to Jerry, “I’ll eat a bull’s testicles, but I’m not so sure I’m ready to try the monkey’s nuts, frozen, fried, or sunny side up.”
Jerry gave Paul a light love tap on his shoulder. “Oh, you are sooo funny. Sweetie, the monkey’s nuts are chocolate covered malted milk balls. We mix French vanilla ice cream with Kaluha, vodka and mint leaves in a blender. Then we dump in a handful of the candy balls and serve it in a hollowed out coconut.”
Paul turned to the bikini-clad bartender. “You better make several pitchers of that.”
When the desire to eat fifty dozen oysters or a hundred and thirty chicken wings takes precedence over any concern about the subsequent poundage, love takes the backseat to a combination of luck and lust. Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters details the journey of eighteen-year-old, three hundred and twenty pound Paul Banister from suburban New Jersey to the forefront of cuisine in San Francisco via a series of food fests, sexual conquests, and mischief whenever there’s a stack of unused traffic cones handy.
His cross-country mission of decadence is interrupted by a thirteen-scoop ice cream dessert named “The Kitchen Sink” and a woman of equal weight, who finally knows the recipe for keeping his soufflé erect. And if the ingredients for this romance weren’t complete, add a dashing restaurateur with a bottomless wallet, who offers Paul a future the young man couldn’t have imagined with a case of beer and an ounce of smoke.
Sushi, Burgers, and Rocky Mountain Oysters is an adult romantic comedy dieters will despise, but will have the rest of us drooling for a snack.
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BN ID: | 2940012631978 |
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Publisher: | The Famous Cow |
Publication date: | 02/08/2011 |
Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
Format: | eBook |
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