Guess What I had for Thanksgiving?

It was a traditional Riveras/San Marchi Thanksgiving for Rosa and I. We rounded up the cutest dog we could find and cooked it.

Not really, of course- but that's what Rosa's sister gets for naming her Chihuahua puppy "Porkchop". When Rick DeMoan heard of such a name, his immediate reaction was "It needs a brother named Meatball".
Countless jokes can be made about a 6 pound dog named after a meat product, but the title goes to our family friend Emilio. Amongst a room full of Dog lovers, on Thanksgiving night Emilio maintained a steady stream of perfectly timed yet subtle references to kidnapping, sedating, seasoning, and cooking said animal. They were so subtle that it often took 10 of 15 seconds for someone to ask, "did you really just say that?"... It was priceless.

The blog will get back to bike racing soon, I promise. Most of my time over the last month has been dedicated to what ABD has in store for next year, and I finally get to start talking about it!