Dining Out With Mad 3: Pestering Pasta Purveyors

 

I once went out to dinner, a few years ago, to The Old Spaghetti Factory, in Fullerton, Ca....

When I went to the front desk to get on the wait list ( 20 min. ) I asked the gal how old the spaghetti was.

She gave me a funny look, and I said that considering the name of the place I thought I'd ask.

I said, "What? You ain't never been asked that question before?"

Apparently not. ;-D

When my Waitress came to take my order I squinted at the menu looked quizically at her, and asked her which spaghetti was the oldest.

She looked at me real funny, and I told her that considering the name of the place I wanted to know the ages of the various Pasta so I could order the oldest one. 

I said, "What? You ain't never been asked that question before?"

Apparently not. ;-D

They took my humor good naturedly..

Nothing unusual turned up in the order ( Spaghetti with Rich Meat Sauce AND Ministrone Soup, Fresh Baked Bread, and Spunoni Ice Cream, included. ). ;-D

I once went out to dinner, a few years ago, to The Old Spaghetti Factory, in Fullerton, Ca....

When I went to the front desk to get on the wait list ( 20 min. ) I asked the gal how old the spaghetti was.

She gave me a funny look, and I said that considering the name of the place I thought I'd ask.

I said, "What? You ain't never been asked that question before?"

Apparently not. ;-D

When my Waitress came to take my order I squinted at the menu looked quizically at her, and asked her which spaghetti was the oldest.

She looked at me real funny, and I told her that considering the name of the place I wanted to know the ages of the various Pasta so I could order the oldest one. 

I said, "What? You ain't never been asked that question before?"

Apparently not. ;-D

They took my humor good naturedly..

Nothing unusual turned up in the order ( Spaghetti with Rich Meat Sauce AND Ministrone Soup, Fresh Baked Bread, and Spunoni Ice Cream, included. ). ;-D