Chugging a Starbucks grande caffe mocha and then immediately going to The Old Spaghetti Factory for a gargantuan plate of spinach tortellini with alfredo sauce is a really bad idea. I had the lousy night’s sleep last night — during which my torso felt like a 50-gallon drum packed with Crisco that’s being gently whipped with a set of old-fashioned hand-cranked egg beaters — followed by the sour stomach all day today to prove it. Ugh. Off now for another swig of Pepto… hope everyone reading this is doing better than me.
Dec152008
At least you didn’t try Mexican.
I went to a greek place on Saturday, and gorged myself on grilled octupus followed by a full souvlaki plate and a bogatsa.
Sunday was not pleasent.
Hope you feel better.
I think you did things in reverse, can’t have an already filling stomach before The Old Spaghetti Factory. Serves you right! 🙂
Forgot to mention that I would sissy out of the place called Spaghetti Factory. Pretty much the same way I’m afraid of Cheesecake Factory.
Why is that, Kisintin? Because of the word “Factory?”
Actually, Yes! You kinda know what you getting into when the word Factory is present.
It usually means that they have the logistics of getting you stuffed silly down pretty well.
A wise insight, and definitely true in my experience…
Chain restaurants in general serve way too much food.