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We’re totally confused.

What is it with resturants in the great city of Pittsfield Massachusetts?

We have our old standby’s, sure, and they’re old standby’s because we can STAND BY THEM.  But honestly, the nutrition meter in our bodies are telling us to mix it up a bit.  You can’t have that same tuna salad every day, for weeks on end.  That’s mercury posioning anyway, isn’t it?  I’m getting off point.

So, we were SO excited to try this super great Mexican place today – we’ve tried it before, it worked before!  And their food is great!  Everyone was excited!

Paul ordered: Tres Salsa Enchiladas

Jenny: Tacos de Pollo Please (how sweet – she wrote please!!)

Sims: Same as Jenny

Sara: Enchiladas Verdas

the list goes on.

This is no small order, people. We’re talkin’ $48 or $50-something anyway.  AND tip!

But they didn’t answer their friggin phone at 11.

Nor did they answer it at 11:15, or 11:30, or 11:32, 11:41 (you get the picture).  The natives were getting restless.

Fine.

Let’s go somewhere else – and quick.  Pizza for all.  Fine! 

Won’t be here at noon on the dot (and I gotta tell you, noon is when food is delivered here at Blue Q – we get in at 8:30 a.m.  We eat at noon.  Enough said).

Seth faxed this over to the Mexican place:

(Are you open?  Yes or no.  It’s 11:40.  We need food.)

Sadly….the fax didn’t go through.

Next time we’re going to Teo’s.  No phone orders, no credit cards, no delivery.  Just great little hot dogs.  Something you can believe in.

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