
Things were a lot different back in the Missouri Ozarks where I went to college. Women would dress up in Wrangler jeans, and men, their ten-gallon cowboy hats. For a nice dinner out, everyone would head over to Lambert's Cafe where the waiters would throw dinner rolls at the patrons. And after dinner, everyone would get comfortable in some overalls on the back porch and drink moonshine from an old oil jug while Cousin Billy practiced the banjo.
And then there were the pissing Calvin stickers on the back of everyone's pick-up trucks, and when people were really classy they might even have a stripper profile above their rifle rack. You know the one I'm talking about. If you look closely at this bowl you'll see exactly what I mean. Aw, nothing like a stripper profile to make a Missouri girl feel homesick...
[$45, Supermarket]