Despite my love for BBQ, I find this premise disturbing.
Mr. T and I were in the Ballard hood shopping for my friend Natala’s Prep Party for Saturday night. Smokin Pete’s is a long-time stand-by of ours, and close to Ballard’s Goodwill which did not have old-skool penny loafers, as I’d hoped.
My other pictures were better, I promise, but this was more notable.