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Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
Years ago I went to a restaurant on South Street called Jacks or Knave or something, it was decorated with Jacks (playing card images).
anyway soup came with the entree, and the waiter started telling us our soup options. it turns out they had like 30 kinds of soup. so after about 15 I started thinking how there is no way they are all fresh. then I started thinking about which would least likely be botulism laden. I eliminated the cold soups right off.
But because I was thinking about this I stopped actively listening and when he had finished reading them all I had to ask him for a do-over. He was none to happy.
Is this a Philly thing?
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You seem to have no end of stories detailing your problems with waiters.
