We knew this guy in college. He used to stand in my kitchen and speak lovingly of ribs and scrapple. Now he’s an author and “commentator” and he calls himself Mr. Cutlets. He has written a book on the best places in NYC to eat meat. And he has this very funny, yet informative site. Turn on your speakers because listening to the “Mr. Cutlets Themesong” is part of the fun.
I do have to admit that this is the person who “borrowed” my Norton’s Anthology of American Literature and never returned it. I want that book.
Am I bitter?