So I ordered mussles and fries--oh, I'm sorry, frites, for dinner. That sentence seems obviously apropos of nothing significant whatsoever, but here's my point: mussles is the perfect food to inadvertently savor. By that I mean, put 20 mussles in front of me, and it's gonna take 40 minutes to really finish them. MOSTLY because you have to eat them all proper-like or risk making a mess all over the table and your fellow dining companions.
The point is, I missed Carla Morrison's first song tonight because I was carefully opening and eating mussles (in onion and cho