The horrible thing about having leftover pork chops in the fridge is that I end up making things like a hot pork, ham, bacon and swiss sandwich.
Did I say horrible? I meant amazing.
This sandwich is AMAZING.
I call it, “No Regrets”.
Other names considered were “YOLO” and “Porky Paid the Price”.
Also considered, “Gout Is My Friend”.
We lost a very good friend this past weekend, quite suddenly.
Losing a dear friend suddenly is never easy, but losing a distant friend is hard.
So many well-intentioned promises to visit more often. So many opportunities wasted.
Your condolences, your thoughts and prayers are nice. Thank you. But this time, do me a favor — no, do yourself a favor — and reach out to an old friend you haven’t seen in awhile. Talk. Laugh. Relive some glory days. It will be good for you both.
We don’t have our friends forever, folks.
Use the little time you have.
Don’t wait.
Be that guy.
Take the initiative.
Reach out.
(long sigh)
We don’t have them forever.
Very Vocal Viking 