tonight i learned about something that has made me laugh and laugh.
not that laughing at a tragedy is anything to be deemed appropriate..
but its called
the boston mollases massacre of 1919.
a friend is hosting a memorial party come january
(massachusets mollases massacre memorial)
wherein we remember,
with the creation and consumption of all things mollases.
bakes beans, pancakes, those cookies my mom used to make, whisky. you know.
so, although work will get me out of bed in five hours,
this item needed to be told.
actually molasses might be just a by-product of the making of whisky.
maybe i can let you know.