Presumably in paradise, a realm of ultimate happiness, there exists menu items for each and every one of us, rather like a continuously replenished smorgasbord of pure gluttony.
And no Lite beer at all.
For me, any mention of the word “paradise” in a culinary context prompts immediate thoughts of loaded hot dogs, with concurrent flashbacks to the riotous comic novel A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole, in which protagonist ...Read more
