Monday, September 18, 2006
Tonys
I went to a local restaurant today for lunch. It's a local franchise; there's about 6 or 7 places in the local area. This is a very typical Midwestern eatery. Simple food and big portions of it. The BLT is a good example. It's huge and about the only LT in it is what the pig was fed before he became bacon. Ok, not really, I think there's a slice of each buried under the piles of deep-fried bacon. I often order a hot turkey sandwich there and I always order the half-order - and I eat a lot.
Most of the customers are typical Midwestern blue collar types. Also big. I'm pretty big myself, but can go in there and almost feel skinny. It's not the kind of place you're going to find marathon runners chowing down in. However, and this is what inspired this entry, three women came in there for lunch today. Most women you see in there are like two or three women in one skin. These three weren't. They looked like they just stepped out of Playboy and poured themselves into tight jeans and blouses. These weren't college kids - they probably ranged from 20 - 40 in age. The oldest had a cell phone glued to her ear from the time she walked in until I left. I just can't figure out what they were doing in there - what did they eat for example? Talk about out of place. Unfortunately they sat at the other end of the restaurant and behind me, so I couldn't see too much. I had thought about picking up my plate and moving, but that probably would've been a little too obvious.
