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Wednesday, May 17, 2006


Dan graduated college in 1999 and I in 2000. Exept for one semester when Dan was teaching typography in Denver, neither one of us have been in a class room since, well, until this week. 9:00am -12:00pm everyday this week we are attending a class at the Department of Health up on 100th street. We have been learning all the potential ways to kill someone with food [or at least make them very sick]. On friday we take a test and only if we pass do we graduate with a Food Handling Permit. We walk away with the ability to serve you shortcake and a whole lot of information which will make it very hard to enjoy eatting out ever again. Seems like there are way too many ways to end up with poop in your food.


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