Otto Pizza

oily ambrosia, a besotted slice for three; we took the long way

Duck Fat

the things that move us; holy trinity of spud, fowl grease and fungus

Novare Res

the universe casts unanswerable questions like, “mustaches? here?”

Beals Ice Cream

freshly churned dairy casting a glow not unlike stolen barn kisses

The Gallows

i refuse to live in a world where the answer to poutine is no