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Avoid lawsuits beyond all things; they pervert your conscience, impair your health, and dissipate your property,” the French moralist Jean de la Bruyere wrote in the 17th Century.
Some 400 or so years later, it seems like the Perelmans need a history lesson. You know the Perelmans: father Ray, noted hard-assed billionaire; his wife, frail, long-suffering matriarch Ruth; son Ron, of Revlon fame and tabloid celebrity infamy; and son Jeffrey and formidable wife Marsha, staples of the Main Line charity circuit and doting parents of lovely Penn Ph.D. student — and unwitting family lightning rod — Alison.
If you knew me, you’d know that sentence could apply to any number of pet peeves, from people talking on the quiet car of the SEPTA regional rail trains (It’s a quiet car—let’s define quiet) to people who put their chairs out to save a parking space for two weeks after a snowstorm (we’re all in this together, people; let’s pay it forward). But what burberry bathing suit    
I  have truly had it about — I mean, truly, really, honest-to-God-I-couldn’t-be-more-serious had it about — is the Temple men’s basketball team. READ MORE
 Mississippi boy can't grow up far from a pecan tree. Living in a state that annually produces 6.5 million pounds of pecans, chef Craig Adcock was responsible for picking the nuts off 25 trees on his family's property in the small town of Petal, Mississippi.
"When you got tired of cracking, Lebron James Shoes    then my parents sent me out to pick," Adcock says.
Today, somebody else does the picking for the owner of Jude's Rum Cakes and Belly Up Bar-B-Que. Which is good because he just ordered 1,000 pounds for the latest batch of rum cake in his downtown Lenexa kitchen.
Adcock never dreamed of being a caterer and a baker. His younger self would have told you that he would have been the mayor of Petal or a corporate executive. And up until he was 40 years old, he'd been well on the way to achieving the latter goal.
But you can fight what 

Gucci T shirts  you were meant to do for only so long. In 2002, Adcock made a New Year's resolution that he would learn to cook fish on the grill and master the art of barbecue. Not one to take a resolution lightly, Adcock and a co-worker at Pitney-Bowes convinced their manager to sponsor their American Royal team -- Belly Up Bar-B-Que.

"It was about getting comfortable, having four legs up. And it was about seeing whether our stuff's any good. That idea of bellying up and seeing," Adcock says.
Despite a spread that included 20 drunken chickens cooked on Schlitz cans and 120 pounds of brisket, Belly Up BBQ found itself near the bottom of the judges' sheet. It was a common theme during the three years that Belly Up competed on the circuit.
"We were always in the bottom 10 percent. But I know my stuff is good. I think it's just too spicy for competition barbecue," Adcock says.
So he turned his attention to backyard barbecues and catering events, incorporating Belly Up Bar-B-Que in 2007. Barbecue was still a side business, but it wasn't his only food love. Adcock's mother-in-law, Judy Erb, had asked him what he wanted  ed hardy bathing suit for dessert on his birthday to accompany the quesadillas he ate each year. He asked her to make a rum cake, remembering that he still had a bottle of Panamanian rum from the time he spent with the National Guard working in the shadow of the Bridge of the Americas.