White Shirt Stories #1

I dine frequently at Riverside Smoke House, whether with family or co-workers. Most of the time I dine there I am in a white shirt.

Yes, I know. I visit a barbecue restaurant in a white shirt. Strange, but it always seems that when I wear a white shirt to Riverside Smoke House...nothing happens. Heaven forbid I wear a colored shirt there. When that happens I am almost guaranteed to come back with a "souvenir" on my shirt.

I bring this up because I will be broadcasting from Fatback's Smokin' Racks on Friday June 28th, and it is very likely that I will be wearing a white shirt. Will I escape unscathed? Stay tuned...