Delicious, but dangerous. Not only is it very rich, you might die of a coronary. At least you will die happy.
Pretending to text to avoid someone: epic winning!
Again, I have to say that Big Man makes better french toast. The flavour was lacking, or should I say that there was flavour, but just not the french toast flavour I expected.
(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.
As we wheeled our way through the alley behind Waffle House, a crack whore was buying some rocks from a dealer. Nice. Oh New West, you never disappoint.
My friend Victoria sent me a text a few days ago. Apparently I needed to try breakfast at “Poultry in Motion” in White Rock. Huh? What kind of name is that? Sounds like a butcher’s shop or a meat market that deals exclusively in fowl. Do I really want to eat breakfast from a place called Poultry in Motion?
Times are tough. The fat must be trimmed. But what if you want to have your fat and eat it too? Then head to Bon’s Off Broadway, the greasiest of greasy spoon diners. Bon’s is the kind of place where you are not sure if you should sit down on the grimy, ripped plastic booth. … Read more