Talk about some Haute Chocolate!
I swallowed…but I didn’t like it.
Vegan? Oh hell no. This is all about the hot beef injection. I’m gonna die of a cow hormone overdose.
(Insert low-brow joke about restaurant name representing customer service attitudes here.) I guess wearing your sweats may not be the best idea after all.
She was a 27-year-old waitress and she taught me a few things, two of which I will never forget. The second thing being to always tip 20%, minimum.
The grilled cheese sandwiches and creamy, tomatoey bisque, brimming with crab meat, are what keep me going back again and again.