
Dennis and I declared war on ugly food late Saturday afternoon. Have you ever heard a Southern-bred lady, preferably older in years, say to someone “now, don’t be ugly.” That’s the ugly I am talking about. I declare war against ugly food that is prepared in a restaurant that clearly was prepared with an I-don’t-care attitude. Ah-ha, now you know what I am talking about. Don’t you? We were in Fayetteville, looking for something quick but not fast food, tasty but not ...

















