The day was February 5, 2006 – Super Bowl Sunday – and the place was Santa Barbara, California. My family and I were in town to celebrate my grandmother’s birthday on Monday. But on Sunday night we decided to go to nearby Goleta and watch Super Bowl XL at a place called Woody’s Bodacious Barbecue. […]
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