A new place opened nearby this summer. It is called Disgraceland and its chef produces such delicacies as grilled peanut butter sandwiches and fried green tomatoes.
I was surprised that the fried green tomatoes were breaded. I thought they would be plain. The chef emerged from the kitchen to see who was (actually?) eating the food.
It's all very Generation Why, but the server gave us a complimentary round of drinks and didn't give us the "whatever" 'tude after she spilled a glass of wine on one of us.
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