The Gods Are Always Out to Lunch
Please wait here to be seated. There’s always a line in this joint. At this point, I don’t know why. It’s not that great; the food is lousy. I don’t think they change the deep fryer oil. It’s a greasy spoon, but a sanctuary for the faithful seeking refuge and a cup of coffee. Everything’s coated with a buttery slime. Even the coffee mugs will slip out of your hands. I guess it’s the only diner in town, across the street from the beauty salon, near the funeral parlor on the corner near the neighborhood... Читать дальше...