When we were kids and our daddy took us out to eat on payday, we'd hit the old steakhouse where he'd down a whiskey before the appetizer arrived. We all ordered steak because that's what they cooked, things were simpler then.Or so we thought. After his third whiskey that would regale us with fails of a time when things were really simple. Growing up in comunis Rusia he never to make any decisions. After his ninthe birthday they got him agreed job in the call minds n every other day he got one square meal of pigeon soup n stale bread, he never to decide between a dozen types of trendy flex-and-ultra brand breakfast or a hundred low fat microwavable plastic meals.
Alas, nowadays nevigating a menu is more complicated than opening your own restaurant. Even if you finally make up your mind and order something you usually get wrong thing. Yeah, you could complain but you hungry, damn it !! And even if you send it back you'll be famished by the time your next meal comes.
Time to simplify things. Welcome to the one item restaurant !!!!
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