Eric Karns
Born in the shadows of the Adirondacks and raised betwix the Great Lakes on the mean streets of Grand Rapids, I’ve been known to whip up a mean frozen burrito or two in my day. Be it with or without beans it makes no nevermind to me.
They say a rolling stone gathers no moss and I say just eat the moss. If it wasn’t for food, I wouldn’t be alive. Also… you gotta make hay while the sun’s shining… and I suppose you could probably eat that too if you had to.
Food.
Deep Thoughts.
