Hello. How are you doing? Getting enough to eat? I sure hope so. Being hungry sucks. A little hunger is okay as long as it is not a regular event. Here in the USA there is no excuse for hunger for many reasons. I have noticed that local charities have had to expand their efforts thanks to the ongoing class war. The greedy scum vile filth at the upper level of the socioeconomic hierarchy upped their class war around 1972 and those greedy scum have been grabbing an ever-growing percentage of the national wealth ever since.
Skim the wealth that the masses of common folks create via their efforts then use the elite-owned propaganda systems to encourage those masses to give more to local charities to assist the downtrodden. What a racket!!! Akin to having the condemned person dig their own grave before they are executed.
My years spent criss-crossing the USA in a semi-truck gave me the opportunity to grab grub from many different types of eating joints. Perhaps the weirdest eating experience was at the fancy Italian restaurant where my “internal sensors” commenced clamoring “DANGER” the moment I sat down to dine.
My situational awareness has been honed by years of living in the rougher part of life that the blue-collar working-poor folks experience so often while the elites and their lackeys are able to avoid via wealth and societal position.
Observing the other diners (I was the only solo diner) and their garb I knew I was out of my realm but… that was not nearly enough to set off my internal alarms.
The joint had a door man and I talked to him outside after I left. He did not respond directly to my questions but he did hint around. Yes, my prior determination arrived at while eating was a reality. The place was Mafia owned and the clientèle included made-men, their guests and the general public who received gratification by being in the presence of Mob figures.
However, this revue is for a very small firm with but one outlet and it is extremely unlikely you will ever rub shoulders there with a member of La Costa Nostra.
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.
The Foo Kee Chinese buffet departed the planet awhile back.
The sagging economy was surely a partial reason and perhaps the rent for the larger-than-needed building and its prime spot on a major thoroughfare eased the passing of the mighty-fine food I devoured there when it was open.
The building sat empty for several months.
Then, abruptly, looming upon the horizon I saw the new sign.
“American Buffet” the letters shouted out to me and everybody else who bothered to look away from the mobile electronic device their grasping paws were clutching and absorbing all their minute brainpower and awareness of self and surroundings; even many of the disgusting creatures driving their vehicles.
With immense sadness I drove past the new food provider in the building once housing the lamented Foo Kee.
Various economic and physical restrictions required my not pulling into the parking lot, prancing in and partaking of the vittles awaiting.
Give the guy credit for not causing unnecessary damage other than breaking the window.
He may have earned “brownie points” if he had cleaned up the broken glass on the floor.
A gentleman would have left the guesstimated value of the food next to the cash register, hidden from easy view so that a thief-type person looking through the broken window would not see the cash sitting there.