So, on Saturday we were out and about doing some errands. We decided to open up our new Entertainment Book and check out a new place for lunch. We went to Churros Cafe, and it was delish.
We both ordered the traditional cuban sandwich. I thought it was really good, but Clint is like..."it needs like a dip or something". I was kinda puzzled and thought in my head oh please...do NOT ask the waitress for something. Well, the waitress came and asked how it was and he responded "it's good, but do you have some dip or something? Maybe like some pork juice?". I wanted to DIE! DIE! Did he just seriously ask for PORK JUICE? Seriously? She of course started laughing and said she would see what she could do. So, she comes back out with a small bowl of...pork juice, YES pork juice. I was so embarrassed.
I mean, I guess I know some sandwiches come with a "dip". Hello, I am a french dip fan. However to ASK for pork juice? I think I almost died.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
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