A PSA About Troll Accounts.

Are you talking about the one at Apex Wings?

You talking about the tiny little one who looks like Elvira, Mistress of the dark from the neck up, but with that infectious laugh? I think her name is Britanny, or “Lil' bit” to me. My oldest son went to high school with her. She is a GREAT waitress, and a hoot.

The other place we are discussing is in Angier.
 
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There was (still may be) a hole in the wall (smallest restaurant I’ve been in) called The Roast Grill. The Greek old lady scratch made the chili, slaw, etc, would lecture anyone that asked for ketchup, she was a hoot. They also had the COLDEST drinks in town, the top of a longneck bud would freeze over when opened. I’d go in covered with what I was fixing that day, bondo dust/paint/fiberglass/grease and never know who I was going to enjoy lunch with. President of BB&T, Raleigh mayor, trash truck driver, etc. It was an experience.
Today I’ll skip a dog for bratwurst, equal amount of kraut, Dijon mustard & habanero- nom, nom, nom.

My wife used to work with her grandson. I think he ended up on coaching staff at NCSU or something.
 
Doesn't it suck when you throw a wrapper through the back window into your truck bed and then it gets sucked back in and winds up on the front of your dashboard where you can't reach it?

(Just trying to get the thread back on topic)
 
I haven't the faintest clue what you're speaking of. Chicago is the lips and buttholes to end all lips and buttholes. Other places may try, but a real hotdog can and only come from Chicago. They've perfected it and served it with a side of corruption and murder for about eight generations, the last four really heaping on the side dishes.

True. And those little red things are not even passable imitations.
 
My wife made sausage dip last night.

I think I'll put some inside an omelet for lunch.

Don't die, troll thread!

You're killing me, man!

I'm officially down 22 pounds, only 8 more to get to my target of 30 pounds. Then 5 more pounds before I ease off and settle in, 'cause I expect I'll gain about that back.

I could go for a crock pot full of dip and a big ole bag of chips right about now!
 
You're killing me, man!

I'm officially down 22 pounds, only 8 more to get to my target of 30 pounds. Then 5 more pounds before I ease off and settle in, 'cause I expect I'll gain about that back.

I could go for a crock pot full of dip and a big ole bag of chips right about now!

You wouldn't have liked it. She used a lb of wild hog sausage and a lb of deer burger.
 
The hot dog conversation begins and ends with Brightleaf hot dogs. Everything else is an also ran.


I don't know man, my wife converted me on all beef Ballpark dogs. I don't much care for the red ones anymore.

I would, however, love to have a hotdog with chili, slaw and pimento cheese
 
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