This Week in Gut Check, Regurgitated


Look, folks, you can now get Justin Timberlake's tequila in St. Louis. If you don't party this weekend, it's your own damn fault. Throw in some of the Spanish whites that the Noble Writ suggested and a few shots with the bikers at the Woodstock Lounge, and it's a party that you probably won't remember!

This weekend we've earned a party: We started a revolution with a beef bake, made munchies for Bess the cat, devised a new category of coffee and learned about Sneak genetics.

Next week: The Red Rocker.

Have a great weekend. Live long, prosper and eat something good.