Everybody raves about the butter.

A little too much celebrating? Well, you deserve it, girlfriend. Get ready for raves. Everyone I talked to said the Pelican Park Parade of Homes has set the standard. You outdid yourself, Pinky.

 “I think we need food.”

“As long as I don’t have to cook it.”

He threw his arm around my shoulder as we turned back to the palace. It felt like a very boyfriendish thing to do. “But we did so great last time.”

“All I learned about was butter.”

“Then you know everything.

Not as much as we used to. There's a lot of butter in there.

Don't that just butter your grits

It was the best butter.