Photo: If there’s a shortage of these peas at your Winn-Dixie, it’s likely because they’re all in my pantry. There are many valid reasons to make fun of me. I dress like a beach bum every chance I get. I’m about as handsome as a ferret with mange (assuming ferrets can get mange, of course — I haven’t had time to fact-check that one). I also sing like a mangy ferret being run over by a garbage truck. When I get lab results back from my doctor, they usually put a handwritten note at the bottom like: “Is this a […]