Red and Rover by Brian Basset for November 03, 2011

Getting a little picky there aren’t you Rover?

Rover, there are restaurants that would call them gourmet meatball patties and charge big bucks for them—besides, you get the added embellishments of whatever Red has in his pockets!

The leasst you could do is to get a doggy bag, Red.

Just put em in your empty milk carton… a perfect to-go bin!

My favorite lunches at my Catholic grade school was always the spaghetti and meatballs, and the sloppy joes. And when the cafeteria was being used for the church/school bazaar, the lunch ladies would go class to class with this big metal cart/wagon carrying our brown bag lunches. That was fun for us too!

Awwwww love is a wonderfull thing

“And then my poor meatball/Was nothing but mush.”

When I was very young I once put an upwrapped Rolo in my front pocket. I learned my lesson very quickly.