Originally Posted by
kevinpate
In younger, hollow leg days, being told by a manager that contrary to my belief, I had actually had all that I could eat, and it was now time for me to depart. I thought I was good for at least another two servings of shrimp, but he seemed sooooo danged sure about it.
Actually, that was the second worst experience. The worst happened earlier in my life. I was sitting in an eatery in my hometown with some fellow members of the Order of the Hollow Leg. Right as we were wondering among ourselves what happened to their quite good all you could eat shrimp special, which had been running run for several weekends, another customer across the room asked his server why they no longer offered that particular special.
She looked at him pointed a long finger our way and announced, sans any pretense of a stage whisper ... "Because of them."
In retrospect, i suppose it is fair to say this was the first time I was ever shrimp shamed.
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