Monday, August 11, 2008

Dining With Bob


Gin and Swanic had a long day of driving and were looking for a reasonably priced eatery to cure their hunger. Like a gift from above a sign appeared to which Gin begged the question "what's Bob Evans?" They decided to give it a try. Ever the worrier Gin questioned Swanic about putting her bike in the car to avoid it being stolen by a sticky-fingered southerner. Swanic suggested they get the food to go and eat at the Matrix. There was no way to know how fortuitous this decision would prove to be in just moments. As they walked in they could smell the grease cooking in the frier, they could hear the chomping of teeth that had eaten here many times and they could see that this was no place for them to be. Yet there they were and with night falling their options were running thin. Swanic ordered the chicken salad, while Gin asked to be directed to their vegetarian fare. "We can make and thang on the menu without meat." said the southern belle behind the counter. Swanic thought it best to leave this conversation to play out between the women folk and excused himself to the lavatory. Walking into to bathroom Swanic encountered a man of considerable size washing his hands. Swanic stepped up to the urinal to do what he had come to do but paused as he heard something odd. From the direction of the sink heavy beathing could be heard! Deep, breathy, slow man breathing. Swanic turned his head as casually as a man utilizing a public urinal can to face the man only to realize that his breaths were not passionate at all, but labored. Every breath was a struggle, suddenly Swanic regetted ordering his salad with creamy ranch dressing. After getting their food Gin and Swanic returned to the Matrix to munch. Swanic's salad was in fact three leaves of lettuce expertly hidden beneath layers of orange cheese, fritos and deep fried chicken smothered in bbq sauce. He commented that Gin's salad looked healthy to which she replied "Only because I took the bacon off!"
After their healthy snack and some post-dinner stretching they were back on the road for the final push to the promise land: Dollywood!
Swanic

1 comment:

Rana Dana said...

Other sure-hit southern-fried food establishments: "Old Country Buffet", and "Cracker Barrel".