If you ever home to Houston you must visit the Ragin Cajun, it’s like New Orleans, Texas. My dad is real good friends with the owner so when we come we eat good. I’ve ordered the samething since the 90′s and nothing has changed… –>Inside Story
So this Master Cleanse has me feeling some type of way, I’m doing things that I normally don’t do. It’s only so much spicy lemonade I can handle. Which means I had to tap into some Pearl for the best five dollar menu in Atlanta… –>Inside Story
Don’t be rude Sham, it’s a party of 7; this one is for the fam: all money is legal, and Atlanta is mighty fine–look inside and realize we’re on the move to get that Southern cuisine–who cares how we eat as long as we stack–it’s all about the etiquettes baby… –>Inside Story
The only time I deal with is the past tense; Saturday Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday–Friday; I was sitting at the diner with my Honey B–dressed in basic black and white; Purple Label, me. Dolce & Gabana, her… –>Inside Story
Aye girl; catch me in the mall–I can do circles. She told me my new nickname is Mr. Gorgoues–this is about lust; my presence is a must. Grab my Billionaire Boys Club shirt, Michael Kors button down, Ralph Lauren bottoms–the black ones (money)… –>Inside Story
As of late, Atlanta’s mood has been stuck on stupid. One day it snows givin you Aspen in the City, and then the next is sun bright with a twist of a cold wind. Finally, it’s actually Spring, so I grabbed the Gucci Aviators for a run to Murphy’s… –>Inside Story
You can try some red wine with this, you know, if you still concerned about looking grown & sexy. But check this: you ain’t even gotta do the dishes; I got two dishwashers. Learn your domestic role or let the fish burn: first things first… –>Inside Story
At the Brooklyn Circus we get walks of all kinds. Actors, editors, business owners, and celebrities come through for quick look is disguise. The owner of Palmyra came through and invited us all to his new restaurant. At first I was going to decline but “I’ll comp you” was the last thing he said… –>Inside Story
The smell of oatmeal starts to wake me up. This is the 2 hours before my second class breakfast hangover; when you have friends who like to eat causes a negative affect on you, I gotta start being more aggressive… –>Inside Story
This is what happens when your parents don’t give you enough attention: Marquis Phifer. Snow in February? Well I sat in my room on a Saturday evening–in my mess of a room; currently furs take the place of a comforter… –>Inside Story
I’ll never be out the kitchen-gimme room–room; eatin yall food leavin dishes. As some of my chefmates have noticed Quentin is present in class; Marquis is my middle name and he’s the cocky little $hit some love to hate… –>Inside Story
The BKc brings in world-wide customers, which gives me the ability to learn about all cultures without getting stamps on my passport. Travelers from Japan and New Zealand to Australia and Sweden all come to experience what’s going on under the tint at the circus… –>Inside Story