The Drunken Baker
Think about it...
It's 3am, everybody is wasted, no pizza joints are open. All hope seems lost for the hungry.
But then.. out of seemingly nowhere a delicious smell cuts through the cigarette stained and stale beer laden air like a hot knife into sweet cream butter.
You rise to your feet, and in an alcohol induced stupour make your way to the kitchen.
And there before you, like a shining beacon of light on a misty morning, sits the object of your drunken salvation:
So freakin good.
Such is the task of The Drunken Baker.
To some, yes.
To others, a heathen diety.
But in reality...
Just a drunk guy who knows how to cook.