Clue #3 seems to make it a lock for the “Churro” suggestion above.

Our favorite bartender has been sober for 13 years, but she still is able to design a fantastic cocktail menu (with lots of research and feedback, of course). She’ll often recruit us to try the new drinks and beers so she knows how to describe them. (She’ll tell a random who asks “oh, I don’t drink, I’m allergic” but…

What about, second breakfast *instead* of lunch?  Tie this into the “How Many Eggs is Too Many” article from the other day.

I feel like I’ve seen drive-throughs recently where there’s a sign that says something like “in case of hearing or speech issues, please pull around to the first window where we will assist you” (but, well, phrased in the correct PC way). Shouldn’t this be standard practice? There are a LOT of reasons why someone…

Would like to take the opportunity to plug my friend’s book for middle grade and young adult readers, about eating disorders and recovery. She herself had an eating disorder as a young adult so is writing from experience. She worked to find resources for boys, minorities, LGBT kids, etc. who aren’t the stereotypical…

Does this mean people who are allergic to onions are just never going to be able to eat these?

Pretty sure this is standard when one business acquires another. They get the assets but also the liabilities, including being responsible for any fines or penalties incurred by acquired company.

I certainly don’t mind managers stopping at the table to ask how everything is, but for heaven’s sake they need to allow their employees to let it be a more natural encounter. DON’T require them to use my name. DON’T make them recite literally the same script every time, and DON’T make it obvious that the only reason…

The most corporate, scripted restaurant chain of all the casuals that I’ve been to is Texas Roadhouse. We try to avoid it when possible but sometimes there’s just no other good option and they’re 3/4 of a mile away from our house. Even though they recognize us and we answer yes to the “been here before question,” they…

Put enough butter on it and I bet it’ll taste delicious.

One place where I’m a regular, our bartender will absolutely tell us if there’s a special on the menu that’s not so good. She’ll rattle off the specials but with a couple asides i.e. “I know you won’t like this one because of the mushrooms” and “that one is going to sound interesting to you but it’s really not worth…

Perfectly fine to ask “Was everything okay?” as you’re also offering a box, but don’t add the “I notice you didn’t eat much..” There are so, so many reasons why people might have eaten a couple bites but a server shouldn’t really care unless it’s a quality issue. So just ask about that.

A friend was recently telling the story of his frantic drive to the hospital with his wife when she was in labor with their first son. (The baby was coming FAST.) He’d already been on the phone to the cops to explain why he was driving 100+ mph in case one was nearby, and then he had to contend with some asshole…

A pizza place near us had similar Bruce/Caitlyn photos on their restrooms. I noticed only a couple months later that they were gone. I’m sure someone complained but I loved it.

Not even a “Your credit card was declined, please contact us within the next [x days] to arrange payment or your contract will be terminated” letter? Were they really that hard up for space that it had to be dumped immediately? Give me a break.

I’m pretty sure Kate lives in Missoula, *Montana*... not in Missouri.

Mr. Seli went to Mumbai and Pune a few years ago for work, and it was during that trip (right around this time of year, in fact) that the really good mangoes were at their peak. I have literally never heard him speak so rhapsodically about fruit before. Or, for that matter, about me. He’s not even a FAN of fruit…

Yes, potatoes is my story too. I threw up twice trying to empty the pantry while searching for the smell. Made my husband finish the clean up. No matter what we tried to get rid of the stench, I could catch whiffs of it for the next two months when pantry door opened. Ugh. Now I’m gonna be sick just thinking about it.

And then sometimes it goes the other way. If my sister had listened to Google, she might have gone to the ER and discovered the carotid artery dissection that caused her stroke a couple hours later.

That’s the most obnoxious thing I’ve ever heard of.