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| - So, the lady's sister hit a car in a parking lot somewhere. So there's a new bumper for a car being painted in her garage on Sunday. The sister comes inside the house around 5ish, as we are trying to decide where to go to dinner. Name places... all no, finally "Farrens?" and it's a yes. We decide to meet there at 6:30.
Drive from the country into town, and exit at Neil street from 74. As we are exiting, look to the north and see Toys R Us is packed, as is Olive Garden, and most everything else that way.
Drive down Neil, turn onto Main, and all the restaurants in downtown are relatively empty: 301, Dublin, Big Grove, Guidos, Destihl... everything is relatively vacant. I start to feel sad, not for the empty restaurants, but for the people who decided that it was worth it to eat at Olive Garden. I felt genuinely sorry for people who thought that Olive Garden was a good decision.
We park, and walk to Farrens. We go past more restaurants that have seats available, Miga, that Thai place... and still I'm thinking... FRIGGIN OLIVE GARDEN IS FULL!!!
We go down the ramp into Farrens. I make eye contact with the server He points to a table. No one else sees him point to the table. I go and sit down, they stand on the ramp, and are like "You can't just go sit down, they have to seat you". and i'm like... DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!!! A little while later, I inform them that yes, he did tell us to sit there.
We place our drink order, there's Triptych on tap, so that's nice. (Seems to be a recurring theme, that Triptych stuff is everywhere). I order a beer on draft, the lady orders a beer on draft. The sister asks "do you only have that craft stuff on draft?" She gets, I think, a Coors Light. How can you drink mass produced beer with craft food?
Kridz orders the mozzarella sticks. I get the portabella mushroom appetizer. The moz sticks are moz sticks. Nothing too fancy (it seems) about them. The portabella mushroom is the entire cap, cut in half, breaded and fried, served on a salad bed. Hell, this thing is practically a meal to itself. For the actual meal, I order the Russell, you can't go wrong with sautéed mushrooms, bacon, blue cheese sauce and pepperjack cheese. BACON ON EVERYTHING!!!
At some point before the burgers came out, we also ordered the mac and cheese. If this is on the menu, get it. The ladies at the table were like.. "what is this puddle on the top? grease?" and i'm like "uh... that's butter". Then they are like "who puts butter in their mac an cheese?" then go into a discussion of how they made their mac and cheese for holidays... this, this, this, butter, this, this... seemingly forgetting that they put in a whole lot of butter. Butter makes everything better, as does bacon. mmm bacon butter.
I dive into my burger, I also got fries with that, fries are delicious, but unnecessary after eating some of the mac and cheese and the whole mushroom cap. I finish my burger. I have blue cheese sauce throughout my mustache and beard. Thus is the struggle I deal with. A drippy delicious burger, all throughout the beard.
I have another beer. Everyone else finishes eating. The ladies sit around and wait for the sisters significant other to show up because... she locked her keys in her car when she parked. They wait, she will meet me momentarily..."where are you going?"
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