Vacation Food Tour
What good is vacation if you can't eat all the garbage you want? Well, I went back to my 225 lb. days for the week-- no working out and all the ice cream and beer I felt like.
However, I didn't eat everything I ran into-- here's a couple of items I passed up.
Waynesboro, AL-- who the phuck eats this?
Olive Branch, MS-- Flying J. Hard to tell from pic, but these things were like 12 inch long pigs-in-a-blanket
The Pizza That Nearly Caused a Divorce
Friday night, LP and I were hankering for seafood. At roughly 6pm we went to a place that had such a long wait that they were no longer even taking names.
We got a tip from a local to try this other place about 15 miles away. It's in the middle of nowhere. We get lost a tad bit, I refuse to ask for directions, Anna throws her $1 Target binoculars out the car window and loses it (she thinks the world of those darn cheap plastic things), we turn around in the middle of highway to fetch them. We finally get to the 2nd restaurant and it's a shat-hole with a 1 hour wait. We're all starving so we backtrack to Mellow Mushroom-- hardly the seafood we set out for. We order some bread sticks thinking we can get those quickly. Our waiter forgets to turn in our order so we finally get breadsticks 45 minutes later. They're delivered by someone other than our waiter and when LP quips "nice, 45 minutes later" this guy gives a [I could give a shat less] "sorry." Pizza finally arrives 1 hour after sitting down. Waiter sucks, I go to the back and push my way through wait staff to get LP a refill on water. Waiter never checks on us during our hour wait. LP asks for manager. OH NO, it's the same fat phuck who delivered our bread sticks with his can't give a phuck attitude. LP lays into him while Anna lays her head on the table in dispair and I cower at the thought this is the same woman that I dared confront just a few hours earlier over missed turns while driving. Manager assures us that our meal is taken care of. I don't want a free meal, I want the our of my life back that was stolen by Mellow Mushroom. Our waiter FINALLY returns to bring us our "bill." Why the phuck did he even bring this to us? Am I gonna put this receipt into Quicken? Thanks Daniel. You suck.
However, I didn't eat everything I ran into-- here's a couple of items I passed up.
Waynesboro, AL-- who the phuck eats this?
Olive Branch, MS-- Flying J. Hard to tell from pic, but these things were like 12 inch long pigs-in-a-blanket
The Pizza That Nearly Caused a Divorce
Friday night, LP and I were hankering for seafood. At roughly 6pm we went to a place that had such a long wait that they were no longer even taking names.
We got a tip from a local to try this other place about 15 miles away. It's in the middle of nowhere. We get lost a tad bit, I refuse to ask for directions, Anna throws her $1 Target binoculars out the car window and loses it (she thinks the world of those darn cheap plastic things), we turn around in the middle of highway to fetch them. We finally get to the 2nd restaurant and it's a shat-hole with a 1 hour wait. We're all starving so we backtrack to Mellow Mushroom-- hardly the seafood we set out for. We order some bread sticks thinking we can get those quickly. Our waiter forgets to turn in our order so we finally get breadsticks 45 minutes later. They're delivered by someone other than our waiter and when LP quips "nice, 45 minutes later" this guy gives a [I could give a shat less] "sorry." Pizza finally arrives 1 hour after sitting down. Waiter sucks, I go to the back and push my way through wait staff to get LP a refill on water. Waiter never checks on us during our hour wait. LP asks for manager. OH NO, it's the same fat phuck who delivered our bread sticks with his can't give a phuck attitude. LP lays into him while Anna lays her head on the table in dispair and I cower at the thought this is the same woman that I dared confront just a few hours earlier over missed turns while driving. Manager assures us that our meal is taken care of. I don't want a free meal, I want the our of my life back that was stolen by Mellow Mushroom. Our waiter FINALLY returns to bring us our "bill." Why the phuck did he even bring this to us? Am I gonna put this receipt into Quicken? Thanks Daniel. You suck.
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