My dad, Mr. David Sun, is absolutely and completely obsessed with BBQ'ing. I don't know why or exactly how long this has been going on, but it's serious. If the sun so much as peaks out... meats should run for cover. This is for you, little scallops, Costco hot dogs, and slabs of cow-- who have fallen victim to my dad's BBQ and our appetite. Don't worry for you have not left this world in vain. The flamingo toothpicks are thanks to my wonderful step mom, May. She always finds random cute things! We've also got stack-able cow mixing bowls (my personal favorite).
L8er Allig8er! Daisy