**Giggles!**

Since the start of the friendship with my gal-pal and good friend,  tragicfame, we have shared our love for food, good, bad, or otherwise. Most of the time, it's me talking about all of the groovy food I have been very lucky to get, especially since the pandemic the world is enduring now. Being here in the South and here in Savannah, Georgia, we have a plethora of local restaurants, all willing to serve ... and with the addition to services like Grubhub, the one I use more often than naught, and Doordash, I get a lot of it delivered right to my door. On the weekends, when I'm feeling especially lazy, I have my mainstays delivered: Wangs II and Peking House for Chinese, Wayback Burgers for delicious burgers, though I need to order from Five Guys Burgers at some point, and Kentucky Fried Chicken. But, during the week, I often order from Jersey Mike's Subs ... and they are what I have been teasing my friend with of late. Back, years ago, I used to be able to eat my friends under the table. I still hold the record for eating the most tacos in one sitting. I freaked out my same gathering of friends with so many bowls of Mogolian Stirfry food ... and three pitchers of Coca-Cola.

When I was growing up, my folks mostly taught me the ways of cooking and food preparation. Not just to make great food, but to present it in a manner that was most appreciated by the gathering. Sunday meals with the family ... grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins, and ever friends from time to time ... they were a source of wondrous times, often involving drinking by the adults and lots of boardgames with the kids, even a few Dungeons and Dragons games run by yours truly. Not always, but from time to time with family, mayhem ensued. Uncle Buck and Aunts Marribeth and Alice, my favorite of the two, often prevented things from getting too far out of control. Nevertheless, we bonded well over good food and fellowship.

The history of food in my family has certainly left its mark upon me ... I'm short and pretty fat, given my slowing down over the years, but my love for food still remains. Oh, I have dropped a good deal since the bottom of last year ... a think at least thirty or more and that's just from the biking that I started back in October or November. Back when I first moved up to Savannah in 1993, I shared my love for cooking with my friends. A few years earlier before Kait was taken from me, I shared my love for cooking with her. Both my friends and Kaitlynn enjoyed my hard work, often at those moments we all treasure so much. I'm grateful to have been allowed the honor to do so.

So, here we have the girls after quite the orgy of gluttony ... perhaps a follow up of https://www.furaffinity.net/view/35691300/ ... while Taffy's the much bigger and fatter girl in this piece, I doubt that Shan gave up without a serious fight. The empty remains of cans of soda and a food box, probably from a burger place ... might be from Flatty Patty's Burger Shack! out off of Tybee Island where Taffy's folks met and later would hang out as Pop was in the Navy and Mom was working at the place. I doubt they are going to be moving for some time. Right?

Thanks again to  tragicfame for doing this ... it just tickles me to no end.