Must seem like a lifetime ago when you, Sherry were working for tips yourself & counting down every day till you didn't have to work anymore..... OOps I mean got married but I guess that back fired too. Good thing state jobs aren't political, Oops sorry again But you do have the union, Oops again sorry. Maybe they'll come up w/ a clever little script for you at council to save yourself , Oops sorry again I forgot they stopped doing that for you because your to limited to even do that right. I know know a couple of 10 yr olds if you need some help, lemme know ( & as for that waitress, Can't wait to see her she'll be getting a tip that'll make your kneepads sweat)
This was posted over there, i hope i did it right, if not my apologies, as i am no computer whiz. First, did anyone see that girl speak, she did not know what she was talking about, first she said sherry said it at the meeting, then gatelli said, we have the minutes from the meeting, then the waitress said she heard it from someone who heard it, ok so that makes me really believe it, OH and by the way for those of you who were not at the meeting, as soon as this waitress was done speaking guess who she went right over to............... drum roll please, yes, oh how did you ever guess none other than Mrs. P herself.... sounds to me like the council speakers have scripted lines for themselves too
Maybe Chick's business is down.....but it is true that when you stop smoking your sense of taste improves. Maybe the lack of smoke at Chick's has made people realize that their food sucks.
If you weren't such a picky eater (green eggs and ham in a box with a fox is damn good eats, pal), you'd know that an Egg Chick Muffin with tabasco and a side of hash browns with gravy, washed down with a tall cold glass of tomato juice at 3:30 AM it the food of the Gods.
I love artery-clogging diner food....especially in the wee hours of the morning.....Chick's just didn't impress me (I think the rude service I received helped turn me off to them).....not compared to an open-faced cheeseburger with fries and gravy from the Glider.......I'd eat that here or there or anywhere!
Twenty five years ago, Chick's was the place to be for that greasy burger and gravy fries at three in the morning after a hot night of dancing at coughcoughFrancescoscoughcough.
Now??? notsomuch. Drippy eggs, lukewarm coffee and a gnarled old waitress -- that my husband can get at home.
