Today's attendees were Allen, Bret, Reg and Shire. Today's lunch was enjoyable (except for Reg...read his comment below). It's been so long since we went, frankly, I have no idea what we discussed. I remember searching for a certain kind of hot sauce for my Steamer sandwich but couldn't find it. I was looking for Cholula, but couldn't remember the name of it. Age is quickly taking a toll on my, uh, what's that word? Oh yeah, memory.
Once again, Allen did not sit next to Bret.
The decision to eat at Firehouse was swayed by the potential for pattern due to the tanning parlor next door. Unfortunately, it was a non-event.
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The food is fine, but... I hate this place. They mess up my order almost every time I come here. I think they got it right just once out of the last 4 times I've been. I mean you print the order on the ticket! I know it's called 'firehouse', but comon, you're makin subs, not putting out fires. You know: block letters, english, black on white. Can you read? Oh and they probably rigged the Olympics too. Asses.
And by Asses I mean http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ass_(animal)
After eating so much breakfast at the pot luck, their meatball sub crushed me.
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