
Gershon Kingsley: Hey, Hey (Horror)
It didnt happen to me, but I was first on the scene. Scattered in the kitchen was an empty can of pinto beans, a can opener, this recipe and the telltale splatter you see here. The involved parties were Madame Steffi’s index finger and the sharp edge of a can lid. The rest is still TBD by a surgeon’s knife and what news the wee hours of the morning brings. Ugh. Everyone, go get insurance right now. The end.