yep.
there’s a fucking st.louis in the annex i wanted to try it out before it went out of business, i know it’s a chain, i’ve never ever been, you winners who have.
six flatscreens wtf?
that was my server, she was the bartender too but did all the work, there were way too many people on staff for such a tiny place, even a hostess, like i can’t see where i want to sit from across the street. it all came off as very insecure. anyway taking pictures of the decor and everything never fails, it fucks with their minds and they think you might be a spy sent from management to dine on chicken wings, ha. who the hell takes pictures inside st.louis?
retards who intend to blog about it.
didn’t know fries came with it, they’re pretty good but a raymi diet no-no. i scarfed 1/3 of them anyway. i figure that’s how these fuckers get you fat, pile fries on top of the wings so you have to eat your way to them, then you are like i will just dig them out, then even digging gets tiresome this post is a new low for me kids.
the air-tight seal/pressure blasted this shit all over my face and hair when i opened it no worries, three staff members saw it all go down, oh yeah i was by myself too, extra embarrassing, fil was on his way.
not really a fan of blue cheese this was nice, cheaper, but nice.
see? two wings later and i am fries mountain. tuesday is wing nite, 9 for 6.95, 18 for 12.95, with fries.
don’t think i’ll be going back no offense, not based on quality, it’s just not my scene, yes, i have a “scene” and consider myself to be somewhat of an elitist.
hey if you have a restaurant that you want me to come eat and take pictures of and NOT talk shit about on my blog, email me raymitheminx@gmail.com – great for advertising and cool points.
we should have went here as hokey as it is, the place was packed. i dunno if it will last either.
every business that takes this corner spot, fails.
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party couch, i bet hobos sleep on it when the tenants go inside for the nite.
pauper’s, nice patio, if you like drinking amongst nerdy annex spinsters and guys with eyebrow piercings.
fil got egg on me. now we have to reboil more, i knew we couldn’t wait for the pickling process to finish.
seeing the self-portraits is what gets fil to take out his dslr and school me.
