Place: Burger King
Lunch: the Angus Mushroom and Swiss steakhouse burger, onion rings, chocolate milk shake
There's two counter people and no customers. The counter people are having a conversation about something to do with the cash register and ignoring me. Then one of them leaves and counter girl Lourdes (what kind of a name is "Lourdes"?) stares at me.
"Are you ready?" I ask.
"Yes," she says.
"I'll have a Mushroom and Swiss steakhouse burger, onion rings, and a medium chocolate shake."
...But I've lost her. She's now having a conversation with another employee.
When she finishes said conversation, she asks "You want number 1?"
(The number 1 combo is a Whopper with cheese.)
So we go over this again. She apologizes. I don't believe her.
I love a good mushroom and Swiss. This one is NOT among those. Honestly...Who puts A1 and onion petals on a mushroom and Swiss? I need to get back to Utah and have me an Arctic Circle mushroom and Swiss.
I will say that they gave me a new "zesty" dipping sauce for the onion rings that is almost identical to Arby's onion petal dipping sauce. That was good.
If they're going to offer Angus burgers, why not make a burger branded the Angus Whopper? That just seems like a natural tie-in to me. The regular Whopper...but with the Angus patty.
I was sick over the weekend, but felt better enough to go to work Monday. Then I was sick all over again last night, didn't sleep much, and found myself laying in bed at 7 thinking there was no way I was going to work today. Then, suddenly out of nowhere, I felt fine. So I'm working.
I probably won't feel fine after this.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
What do We Know?
Place: Waterfront Seafood Market
Lunch: Rock shrimp basket (fried rock shrimp, fries, cole slaw), clam chowder, Coke
NUMBER OF FRIES I HAD CONSUMED BEFORE SPILLING KETCHUP ON MY SHIRT: None. The first freaking fry dripped.
Stupid ketchup.
For the record, it's NOT on the waterfront, or anywhere near water. It's in an old suburban strip mall. Next to Sally Beauty Supply. But they do have an actual fish market attached to the restaurant. You can take fresh fish home.
The NHL season kicked off Saturday with two games played in Prague and Stockholm. The Stockholm arena was neato. A third game was played on Sunday, I think also in Prague.
Then preseason resumed stateside.
Makes no sense to anybody that I know of.
Regular season resumed last night with a beautiful Red Wings loss, and a Def Leppard concert.
A Def Leppard concert?
Yes, a Def Leppard concert. Apparently they have this new song which is easily adaptable to hockey or something. That's what the Hockey Night in Canada guys were saying on Saturday. So basically without saying it outright, Def Leppard was plugged as a hockey band.
So they're playing tunes from their catalog of hits some twenty years ago (I never got to hear said new song) when out comes a Red Wing on a Harley with the Stanley Cup on the back. He holds it high and kisses the cup as you do when you win the cup. Then he hands it to Leppard singer Joe Elliot, who holds it high, goes over to a stand on the stage, and puts in on...upside down.
The base is in the air. The cup is supporting the weight.
Somebody frantically runs over and rights the oldest and grandest trophy in all of professional sports. Elliot says "It's upside down? Well what do we know...We're soccer boys."
So much for that.
After the show, Vancouver's home opener started with a tribute to Luc Bourdon, a Canuck rookie who was killed in a motorcycle accident in May. Tom Cochrane was on hand to do an acoustic version of his "Big League", a song about a hockey player killed in an accident on his way to the top as told from the player's father's perspective. It's a true story about a Flames draftee from beautiful Bemidji, Minnesota that's well known in hockey circles, though Cochrane has never admitted it's about anybody specific.
Anyway, Tom Cochrane redeemed Def Leppard last night.
Let's hope the NHL remembers that next time they think about promoting a non-Canadian "classic rock" band.
Lunch: Rock shrimp basket (fried rock shrimp, fries, cole slaw), clam chowder, Coke
NUMBER OF FRIES I HAD CONSUMED BEFORE SPILLING KETCHUP ON MY SHIRT: None. The first freaking fry dripped.
Stupid ketchup.
For the record, it's NOT on the waterfront, or anywhere near water. It's in an old suburban strip mall. Next to Sally Beauty Supply. But they do have an actual fish market attached to the restaurant. You can take fresh fish home.
The NHL season kicked off Saturday with two games played in Prague and Stockholm. The Stockholm arena was neato. A third game was played on Sunday, I think also in Prague.
Then preseason resumed stateside.
Makes no sense to anybody that I know of.
Regular season resumed last night with a beautiful Red Wings loss, and a Def Leppard concert.
A Def Leppard concert?
Yes, a Def Leppard concert. Apparently they have this new song which is easily adaptable to hockey or something. That's what the Hockey Night in Canada guys were saying on Saturday. So basically without saying it outright, Def Leppard was plugged as a hockey band.
So they're playing tunes from their catalog of hits some twenty years ago (I never got to hear said new song) when out comes a Red Wing on a Harley with the Stanley Cup on the back. He holds it high and kisses the cup as you do when you win the cup. Then he hands it to Leppard singer Joe Elliot, who holds it high, goes over to a stand on the stage, and puts in on...upside down.
The base is in the air. The cup is supporting the weight.
Somebody frantically runs over and rights the oldest and grandest trophy in all of professional sports. Elliot says "It's upside down? Well what do we know...We're soccer boys."
So much for that.
After the show, Vancouver's home opener started with a tribute to Luc Bourdon, a Canuck rookie who was killed in a motorcycle accident in May. Tom Cochrane was on hand to do an acoustic version of his "Big League", a song about a hockey player killed in an accident on his way to the top as told from the player's father's perspective. It's a true story about a Flames draftee from beautiful Bemidji, Minnesota that's well known in hockey circles, though Cochrane has never admitted it's about anybody specific.
Anyway, Tom Cochrane redeemed Def Leppard last night.
Let's hope the NHL remembers that next time they think about promoting a non-Canadian "classic rock" band.
Friday, October 03, 2008
Hooray for Slumberland
Place: HuHot Mongolian Grill
Lunch: A couple of chicken plates with different sauce mixes, Coke
I've been eating here a LOT lately. I get that way...I eat at one place a lot, then suddenly quit and don't go back for months or even years for no reason.
I had dinner at The Cheesecake Factory the other night. Now I know that restaurants have been increasing their beverage costs to ridiculous levels to get their profits up (some don't even bother posting prices on the menu anymore), but $4.50 for a strawberry lemonade?!?
And an update from my last post...Hardee's DOES now have the Chili Cheese Thickburger back on the menu, along with the chili dogs. And chili cheese fries. They also have a pork biscuit with sausage gravy on the breakfast menu. It's awesome, but if you eat it in your car, your car will smell like soggy old socks for the rest of the morning.
I have no idea why.
It hasn't stopped me from eating like three of them this week, though.
I really should start eating out less.
Well, I finally got my chair and ottoman. The chair is pretty much the greatest chair ever. The ottoman is freaking huge and has become the official preferred living room hangout spot for the cats. I can have my feet up and there's still more than ample room for both to stretch out. It's dark green ("sage"), but not the same dark green ("fern") as my love seat. The style is also slightly different. They scream "WE DON'T BELONG TOGETHER!" when you see them. Maybe I should have just gone blatantly different with the chair color and gotten the Taupe.
Naah.
You know what happens when you go to Homemakers and ask how long it will take to get a color of something in they don't stock? They have a scripted answer that goes like this..."Five to six weeks, which is really fast in our industry." I've had three or four different salespeople use that line on me over the summer.
You know what happens when you go to Slumberland on Sunday and ask the same question? "We can get it from our South Dakota warehouse on Tuesday. You can pick it up that afternoon."
You know what happens when you go to Slumberland on Wednesday after deciding the piece you picked up on Tuesday sucked and you want to order something else they don't have in stock? "We can get it from our South Dakota warehouse on Friday. You can pick it up that afternoon and return the original piece then."
All this summer I'm looking for a stupid chair and ottoman, and it never once occured to me to go to Slumberland. I've been to furniture stores in three different states. I drive by Slumberland all the time. Never occured to me to go in. Then one late September day I'm driving by and went "Wait a minute..."
Anyway...Hooray for Slumberland.
Lunch: A couple of chicken plates with different sauce mixes, Coke
I've been eating here a LOT lately. I get that way...I eat at one place a lot, then suddenly quit and don't go back for months or even years for no reason.
I had dinner at The Cheesecake Factory the other night. Now I know that restaurants have been increasing their beverage costs to ridiculous levels to get their profits up (some don't even bother posting prices on the menu anymore), but $4.50 for a strawberry lemonade?!?
And an update from my last post...Hardee's DOES now have the Chili Cheese Thickburger back on the menu, along with the chili dogs. And chili cheese fries. They also have a pork biscuit with sausage gravy on the breakfast menu. It's awesome, but if you eat it in your car, your car will smell like soggy old socks for the rest of the morning.
I have no idea why.
It hasn't stopped me from eating like three of them this week, though.
I really should start eating out less.
Well, I finally got my chair and ottoman. The chair is pretty much the greatest chair ever. The ottoman is freaking huge and has become the official preferred living room hangout spot for the cats. I can have my feet up and there's still more than ample room for both to stretch out. It's dark green ("sage"), but not the same dark green ("fern") as my love seat. The style is also slightly different. They scream "WE DON'T BELONG TOGETHER!" when you see them. Maybe I should have just gone blatantly different with the chair color and gotten the Taupe.
Naah.
You know what happens when you go to Homemakers and ask how long it will take to get a color of something in they don't stock? They have a scripted answer that goes like this..."Five to six weeks, which is really fast in our industry." I've had three or four different salespeople use that line on me over the summer.
You know what happens when you go to Slumberland on Sunday and ask the same question? "We can get it from our South Dakota warehouse on Tuesday. You can pick it up that afternoon."
You know what happens when you go to Slumberland on Wednesday after deciding the piece you picked up on Tuesday sucked and you want to order something else they don't have in stock? "We can get it from our South Dakota warehouse on Friday. You can pick it up that afternoon and return the original piece then."
All this summer I'm looking for a stupid chair and ottoman, and it never once occured to me to go to Slumberland. I've been to furniture stores in three different states. I drive by Slumberland all the time. Never occured to me to go in. Then one late September day I'm driving by and went "Wait a minute..."
Anyway...Hooray for Slumberland.
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