Delivering faster than they tell you can be a problem sometimes. Once I was on my way back from the ATM because I realized after the fact I didn’t have enough cash and the delivery guy was getting back in his car.
Delivering faster than they tell you can be a problem sometimes. Once I was on my way back from the ATM because I realized after the fact I didn’t have enough cash and the delivery guy was getting back in his car.
I can’t believe I missed that one.
Sneaker fellow there......
I ask her if there are any circumstances under which she’d recommend consuming raw eggs.
Restaurant science is fascinating.
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I had a coworker who behaved similarly. When we worked in the field together, he’d oftentimes bring his own lunch and leave it sitting on the dash all day. Didn’t matter if it was a hamburger or a bowl of catfish stew, winter or summer. And we live in SC.
Yeah, that definitely qualifies as a little odd.
I’d rather see a surly old nonwhite man. Or a surly old lady of any color. I don’t know why, I just do.
Ticks are the same color as Coca-Cola. Could you spot them floating in your Coke bottle?
Let me know what you think. And now I have Barrel Theory on my radar thanks to you guys!
My favorite old pub in my hometown had a middle aged white guy bartender who had that surly demeanor, even though he was actually a super nice guy, but he was everyone’s favorite. It was an Irish pub, and a friend asked me to get him a Scotch ale, and the bartender responded to my inquiry with “Tell you friend to blow…
No he sent that as well along with Do You Think This Is A Game?. Can’t wait to try that one.
I love me a good Porter. My beer trade buddy in St. Paul sent me Nimbly Bimbly - a blueberry porter from Barrel Theory in St. Paul. It was like coffee, blueberry pancakes and syrup liquified. It was so good.
He’s having a Ruff day!
Yeah that seems to be really popular at bad vegan restaurants and other “folksy” restaurants opened by people who more like the idea of owning a restaurant that actually owning one.
You may have met my friend’s former boss. Known for serving Sunday brunch with her baby strapped to her. The baby spit up on a table once and you’d think that would have been the end of it. It was not.
Was it a Hooters? Because I always chuckled a little bit seeing the pregnant Hooters girl out on her smoke break...
Don’t order the milk.
“My favorite part of speech is article.”