Sometimes I don’t need organic eggs with an expensive goat cheese and African coffee. Honestly sometimes you just need your hash browns scattered, smothered and covered. The South does trashy better than New York, and Waffle House does it the best.
HIGHLIGHTED LIFE
THE PERSONAL TUMBLELOG OF JAMES NORD:
the author of this blog is:
accidental photographer
amateur cyclist
sartorial stickler
hustle disciple
ask me anything

