Boy, the U.S. just can't seem to get it right. You'd think after Abu Ghraib, the military would be more careful about what cheesy photos they take of prisoners, let alone leaking them to the world.
Now, instead of Saddam's WMDs, we've got pix of Saddam in his BVDs. Put something on, dude!
So, with spring winding down to a glorious close (four weeks to go until summer), I decided to undress and briefly simmer a bagful of wonderful English peas from the farmers' market -- the guys who sell them already packed in brown bags have the tenderest ones there; worth the extra few cents.
Oh, but so as not to parade these luscious mini-mouth-bombs around in their altogether, I clothed them in an ad-hoc "sauce" made simply by stirring in chopped gently hard-cooked eggs -- still warm -- and copious scoops of butter. Salt and pepper, natch.
Prison fare this is not. So I guess it's all right if I take a picture.