Casper’s Vittle Vending Folks

Being an outsider who has resided in Springfield a brief 5 years I review establishments without the bias that can occur when a firm is a large part of one’s life experiences.

Casper’s is “quaint,” in the manner I define the subjective-in-nature term but I have experienced quainter quaint in many other locales across the USA.

However, in regards to the general locale of the firm, the quaint applies and can be an attractor to some while being a negative aspect for others.

I have tried their fare several times during the period of my local residing in my shanty a few minutes drive from Casper’s. I give credit to the firm that parking has never been problematic with ample room to park.

There was always ample seating room. That may be true to my tendency to shun food firms during the rushes at typical vittles eating times.

I tried several items and walked away sated but with a nagging hunch that quality and quantity did not quite reach an equilibrium with the price paid. Not a huge difference and not enough to compel me to avoid Casper’s in the future.

As for friendly folks… perhaps my raw, brutal masculine rugged ugliness causes some sort of fear or loathing in others that prompts folks to ignore me. I do not scowl or growl but it seems that folks in general tend to leave me alone. That trait is handy when wandering the rougher parts of town and was a tremendous attribute when performing shore patrol duties in the most dangerous ports in the Orient but…

Reading the comments about friendliness and a being welcomed feeling does not personally apply to me. However, not many folks interact with the world as I do so it is quite likely YOU will interact with those much differently than I do so do nlt allow my not-glowing review deter you from entering Casper’s.

I read and hear many raves about the chili ladled out from the pot onto plate or bowl. As with every vittles vending firm across the USA and various territories overseas I have noticed various percentages of folks exulting about a local firm’s offerings for reasons I have determined to often be emotionally-based and wholly subjective in nature and reinforced by the raver’s cohorts making the same exultations. That interesting aspect of the human psyche is akin to a cult’s adherents shouting their glee in regards to the cult’s main figurehead(s).

I will not lambaste those giddy with glee in regards to that which is Casper’s or for any item(s) on the menu that make their liver quiver with unadulterated delight. NAY!!!

There is a more-than-good chance that you, too, will shout your exultations as you savor the edible wonderfulness of the Casper’s incredible edibles.

So, aside from my general observations about reviews and the subjective determinants as to what constitutes the good, bad and in-between of vittles vending firms my lack of negatives within this review should be construed by you, the reader, as being a kick-in-the-butt to propel you through the portal allowing entrance to Casper’s interior and grab some grub and dig in.

You will be the final, ultimate arbiter regarding the dining desirability of Casper’s.

Tell ‘em the Disgruntled Old Coot sent yah’ and they will likely give you an odd look and state “Who in the heck is the Disgruntled Old Coot.”

Have a wonderful week!!!



Thus writeth the Disgruntled One at the nifty review site.

I always take a customer review with that grain of salt stuff whatever the heck that means.

Some places I enjoy eating at are despised by others.

And, some places I detest dining at others proclaim is the best damn food anywhere.

Well, that shows how ignorant some folks are and how incredibly brilliant, I, the Disgruntled Old Coot, is, am, has been and will be until the day I screech in mortal agony, fall down, convulse and die.

All I ask is that I do so in the mall food court at the busiest shopping day of the year with the place packed.

Surely a multitude of cell phones with movie-taking ability will record my demise and post it across the Web.

I will be FAMOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Wear your damn seat belts you hooligans.

Hunger Control

Your ever-helpful Disgruntled Old Coot knows how those hunger pangs can ruin a diet.

Sometime a person needs a little assistance to ignore those desires for between-meal snacks or eating more in one sitting than is wanted or needed.

To assist those of you trying to shed some lard I offer this handy hunger control device:



Eating for Two if You Are Pregnant.

“For every one of your cells, 10 microbes live inside you”


What’s up, buddies?”  Slide 3 in a “slide show” titled The 7 Biggest Mysteries of the Human Body


Consider the oft-heard declaration that pregnant females are eating for two.

I haven’t heard it said of males but here atop the Ozark Plateau of southern Missouri I do see many males who could easily pass as pregnant due to the enormous bulge above their belt-line thrusting forward to the point their belly meets people before they do.

Even if not pregnant all of us are eating for two…and many more!!!!


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Inedible but Food Related

Hi Folks!!!

My liver quivers with unadulterated delight akin to sinking my real, original and fake, plastic teeth into a tasty chunk of food.


Well, not THAT much but your Disgruntled Old Coot in his shanty is still pleased that you made the trek to visit.

Or maybe you arrived by accident.

Anyway, since you are here it is time for:



Despite what the handy graphic declares the word tossed at you will not be weekly.

This momentous event may be a one-time occurrence.

Okay… pay attention. The word is:




“What the heck is ort?” I imagine the thronging crowds mumbling amongst themselves.

Maybe you already know the word’s meaning so good for you!!!

If not… you, too, can be among the few, the proud, the food eaters of the world who know the meaning by going ———>  HERE


Now go forth and impress the masses of unknowing cretins who have somehow been able to exist either unaware that word exists or if they did know of its existence had no idea of its meaning.


Worf Wolfs Down Dead Delicacies but Shuns Dead Animals


I am shocked!!!

I have not missed meat at all,” said the actor. “The only thing I would even think about missing is hamburgers and French fries. You can still have French fries.”

Read the sordid story—–> HERE
Well, the critters should be happy but those poor plants will now experience the attack and being devoured by a rampaging hungry Klingon.!!!



No french fry will ever be safe again. With a hungry Klingon on the loose the life-span of a french fry is likely measured in seconds. I wonder if Worf prefers crinkle-cut as I do. Not that I would fight the guy to get those delicious delights.


Do Not Try This at Home… or Anywhere

No matter how hungry you may be I will never recommend cooking a human for your meal.

Not everybody listens to my advice, however.


Chef told police he cooked his wife’s body for four days


No mention of the seasoning used.