Paging Lionel Hutz:
THIENSVILLE, Wis. – A jumbo-sized restaurant customer is protesting after he was cut off from an all-you-can-eat fish fry near Milwaukee.
At 6 feet 6 inches and 350 pounds, Bill Wisth acknowledges he can pack away more fish than the average guy. But, Wisth wants Chuck’s Place in Thiensville to live up to its all-you-can-eat advertising.
After Wisth ate a dozen pieces of fish last Friday, a waitress refused to bring more. The restaurant says it was running out of fish and patience. They sent Wisth on his way with eight more pieces. Wisth called the village police. And he came back two days later with a picket sign.
Waitress Elizabeth Roeming says the restaurant has tried to work with Wisth over the years, even letting him run a tab that he hasn’t paid off.
Remind you of anyone?
Big lunch crowds this week have convinced the venerable southside BBQ joint’s owners to remain open past its 65th anniversary on Thursday.
Office space in Buckhead is being converted into a restaurant.
Hooters’ competitor, Twin Peaks, submitted an application to City of Atlanta to receive a building permit to begin construction on its fist Georgia location.
Chick-fil-A is the best fast food chain in America. Period. They’re efficient, courteous and consistent. I could care less about their CEO’s politics.
The Atlanta-based company has come under fire from gay rights groups for supplying food to an event sponsored by the Pennsylvania Family Institute, which has worked to defeat same-sex marriage initiatives. (I guess feeding religious fundamentalists crosses some sort of progressive line in the sand.)
Granted, Chick-fil-A is sympathetic to the Pennsylvania Family Institute’s cause, as is half the country. So what? Fast food chains neither shape or influence public opinion.
To those who want to boycott, fine. It’s not my time you’re wasting. But this kind of hyperbole (excerpted from an online petition against Chick-fil-A by students at Florida Gulf Coast University) will prove counterproductive:
“The Student Union is a place where all students should feel safe and welcome. By allowing a company with a history of bigotry and homophobia into our campus, we potentially allow FGCU to place monetary gain above the comfort and safety of the very students who are expected to frequent the Union Building,” say the group of students at FGCU.
‘Cause you never know when a Chick-fil-A manager might spork you in the eye for wearing a Margaret Cho T-shirt.
I’m curious as to where all this ends. Should I research the political leanings of the company that installed the drinking fountains where I work? I’d hate to think I was consuming anti-gay water.
Sonny’s been gone two weeks and already things are looking up.
So, will you finance our gay Japanese restaurant chain? Sure, why not.
Wise decision. Passed by Ru San’s today — packed as usual. The club music usually keeps me away, but I salute unlikely successes.
From Amazon.com we learn that customers who bought communion wafers also purchased Astroglide (via BuzzFeed)
Why is frusen the euphemism for the f-word in movies edited for TV? It doesn’t sound right coming out of Steve Buscemi’s mouth.
Whatever happened to Frusen Gladje?
And finally, what’s become of A.J. Benza?
Don’t feel compelled to answer — I just like posing pointlessly obscure questions.
In order to make their 2008 convention the “greenest ever,” the Democratic Party is banning fried foods. Seriously.
The Democratic guidelines say every meal should be nutritious and include “at least three of the following colors: red, green, yellow, purple/blue and white.”
“It’s the new patriotism,” says Denver Mayor John Hickenlooper, the driving force behind the greening of the Democratic convention.
More like the new fascism. I’d like to shove a carbon footprint up Hickenlooper’s ass, then pour some leftover Fry Daddy grease down his throat.
"Rich bitch don’t wanna eat? Fuck ‘em!"
–George Carlin, who has little tolerance for America’s monopoly on eating disorders.
Likewise, I feel no sympathy for Double Wide Spears; some overly sensitive types are upset that critics dared judge her physical appearance in their reviews of the pop star’s ill-fated comeback. Hell, she got off easy. They could’ve focused on her obvious lack of talent.
Spears, like many of her contemporaries, has nothing to offer save sex appeal. Now she’s lost that.
Live by the silicone, die by the trans fat. Seems fair to me.