Birthday dinner night, we are in a rush bringing
(e:terry)'s mom from the airport in order to get to get to dinner. We try to pull in our driveway and someone from the play has our whole driveway blocked as well as pedestrian access to the linwood sidewalk.
We decided this time to go in and give them the chance to move instead of having them ticketed but the fuck face who works there decided the suspension of disbelief was more important than the 100 dollars in fines for his patrons.
I am going to buy a bullhorn. This is the last time I am going half hearted into defending my property rights. Next time they are going to be fucking sorry they started this. I hope no one feels safe coming there anymore. Rules are simple you stupid fucking idiots. Don't park in my driveway of you don't want trouble.
Why don't you just announce this at the beginning of each play. Feel free to call me an asshole and tell them how I will call parking enforcement.
It is a freakish amount of food. Underneath the three breadsticks is a mountain of salad and hummus. I never leave without feeling like I just ate lunch and dinner in one meal.
Whoa. Is it me or... that photo of Joe looks out of proportion somehow. Is that mountain of bread? How come I never got this kind of food from that cafe?!
Best restaurant in Buffalo.