I was at the farmer's market this weekend, and there were green tomatoes everywhere.
And it got me to thinking...
I might be feeling a little bit southern today.
I might even be feeling a little Paula Deen today. Maybe Paula Deen with a little Emeril sprinkled on top.
Hmpf...That sounds kind of pervy. I don't want that visual in my head. Oh great, now I can't get it out of my head. I don't want to think about Paula Deen with some Emeril on top! Ew. She'd have all this butter and whipped cream, and he'd be screaming "BAM!" every 5 seconds. Ew. Make it stop!
But I bet they'd make some damn good fried green tomatoes with chipotle aioli.
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