Food blog 4: electric boogaloo

Hello. How have you been? I've been good, thanks for asking. I haven't been very good at taking pictures of our meal so I'll just replace those with selfies if myself

Hello ladies. I'm sideways because you spin me round right baby round

So our first meal of this entry was a small family owned little secret called Chick-fil-a. Since y'all have all probably eaten at Chick-fil-a I won't bother describing their food. Instead I will describe the staff. Our cashier was a no-nonsense black lady who could not put up with Caty's questions about acting like a cow, for free chicken. The lady taking orders from the drive through was a tall pimply brunette who obviously had a crush on the boy who's only job seemed to be taking refills and running food. He had the voice of a radio announcer but the physicalitys of an awkward child who didn't know what to do with his hands. Wherever they are now I hope those two find love. Three out of five Colins

Children and animals love me

 Next we had home cooked pork loin with green beans and potatoes. The pork was juicy and delicious. The green beans had a perfect crunch to them  and we're salted to perfection. The potatoes were the coup de grâce of the meal though. The way they were cooked was not what made them special, but the way they were cut to perfection. Whoever weld the knife that cut these potatoes has a hand that must have been blessed by an angel. These potatoes were cut so perfectly that people came over from neighboring campsites just to see their beauty. Tears of joy were shed at the sight of these perfectly cut potatoes. I'm just going to come out and say it. I was the one who cut the potatoes. Five out of five Colins

I can also cut a rug

The most recent meal we had was at a Thai food place named Terra Thai. As usual I asked the waiter what to eat. He suggested a seafood noodle plate. I waited patiently for it and when it came I realized I recognized the smell. It had the distinct odor of someone I love and hold dear to my heart. The plate smelled straight up like my dog Rudder. I stomached two or three bites before I pushed the plate away. I could not bring myself to eat it, because images of rudder kept creeping up in my head as I 

ate. I swear they served me dog. I rate this restaurant one out of five Colins.

But I rate you ten out of 5 Colins