You Might Be at a Chain Restaurant If…
- You shared a 3 course meal with your roommate.
- At said meal you ordered dessert only after the table next to you got theirs.
- You uttered the words, “We’ll have whatever they’re having”
- You asked for a side of ranch
- You entered and exited the establishment with your head down, looking about suspiciously
- You tried parking underground so you could use the back entrance
- You vowed to come back next time in a trench coat wearing fake glasses with a nose and mustache attached
- You had to tell your roommate she had queso on her shirt. Three different times.
- Your waitress’ name was Marlena.
- You enjoyed every minute.
What was the last chain restaurant you went to? And when did they stop being ok? And did you know Emma chose Red Lobster for her graduation dinner?
Keeping it classy since 1983,
LR
Listening to: French techno. Yep.
On my mind: I wish I could sing like Joy Williams.
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It was 2004… I was young. I blame Dad.
See, you still have some Chicago left in you. People in other cities don’t understand how wrong it is to eat at chain restaurants. I once spent 40 minutes talking to a friend in Phoenix trying to convince him that it was NOT OK for him to think Olive Garden was the pinnacle of Italian dining. We agreed to disagree. But you see, he hasn’t had the glorious Italian dishes at glorious Italian restaurants spread throughout Chicago, so I guess I can’t blame him for knowing how green the grass actually is on the other side. Phoenix is just full of a bunch of old people who aren’t risky enough to go to a restaurant that they haven’t seen advertised on TV, so the glory of mom-and-pop restaurants doesn’t fly down there in the desert. I can’t comment on Nashville.
Haha thanks Rob, I think? I still have a healthy dose of chain restaurant shame. I don’t see that changing any time soon despite how damn good bottomless chips and queso are.