Let’s start this off by using the term Slut Lord so all sorts of perverts over in Asia find my blog. Ok. Moving on...
We (Heath, Matt and myself) ate at O’Charley’s for lunch today. I had a gift certificate that I won at the paper fair.
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Look at this sign! This is in front of the restaurant
Feeding the Soul is 59 T (?) away
If you head NE you’ll get to Everyday Reunions
1/2 mile away is Comfortable Conversation
Sunday Brunch is due East
Bold Flavors, they’re 15 miles away
We defied the laws of restaurant signage! We had a completely comfortable conversation and Matt ate about a 1/2 dozen rolls. They say they are “unslicably soft” but that is a complete fabrication. I’ve seen them sliced. We didn’t try it this visit, but trust it has been done.
There are so many great things about this place. There is these insane Iowa-themed mural with a giant goldfinch driving a tractor, there’s a huge bottle of beer floating in a river, a basketball player dribbling a ball and also stabbing an enormous french fry with an equally enormous fork. So much wonderful.*
Everything inside the restaurant is in quotation marks. "How do you like our steak? Well that's how we make it." is on one of the signs. I'm not sure who they are quoting. I guess O'Charley.
This place is pro-good times. So are we.
*Please keep in mind that these things are possibly only wonderful to Heath and myself. We get obsessed with this kind of baloney.