Who ordered the bloody bacon burger?

Might be addicted to fried pickles.

(( And these two threads mark the reboot of Liam. Just pushing him back to pre-Toby state, since both the muses lapsed for a bit. He's also now officially the manager/boss/owner/whatever of the diner. Yay for Liam! ))

One of the upshots of living on your own, Liam had long ago realized, was the almost complete lack of a need for doors. They were handy on closets and pantries, so as to hide the less attractive parts of a house, but in general Liam ignored them.

( It was especially handy when one had a needy cat. )

Nothing better'n coming home from vacation.

Today's menu? Fun with food coloring!

Starting to feel like Roger Murtaugh.

Toaster shopping shouldn't be so entertaining.

Monster got in another fight. Fml.

Some days just feel like crap.

Never done any NYC touristy things.

Diner lingo never ceases to amuse.