As you’re reading this, I’m heading down to Myrtle Beach for a few days of golf with a dozen of my closest friends. One of the things we do there besides play golf is eat, and since the food in Myrtle, with a few exceptions, is not very good, we cook a lot. While cooking is going on, we generally watch old movies. “Guy movies.” You know – stupid comedies from which almost any guy can quote a line or two. Animal House. Caddyshack (hey, it’s a golf trip!). And usually The Blues Brothers. Continue reading
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