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.
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Let’s start with Phoood
Reviewing the grub the masses dig into including fast food joint offerings and “comfort” food found in grocery stores. Wander over and groove on the yummy stuff.
Then there is the site that declares they put the ” ‘ew’ in product reviews… The Impulsive Buy
Similar to Phoood above this blog may assist you in what to munch upon. And where. And, maybe, why. The calories within the food assists the slender-challenged and likely those not challenged but doing what is needing to keep those immense rolls of blubber from draping the body.
Eat ’em up, yum.
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.
“The McGangBang: a McChicken Sandwich Inside a Double Cheeseburger”
“…taking two items off of the Dollar Menu and creating an entirely new sandwich for a total of $2.16. Truly, it’s a sandwich that’s more than the sum of its parts.”
Read the incredible edible tale —> HERE
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The many delights of breakfast.
I, Obbop, the Disgruntled Old Coot, rarely eats via the drive-through routine nor at any locale outside my humble hovel, my shanty upon the Ozark Plateau amidst the squalor of the horde of uncivil and anti-social human herd hereabouts.
When I did motor through the drive-through grab a burger, etc. fast-food joint I pert-near’ always grabbed some oh-so-fattening french fries, especially in winter when the birds found it harder to find food.