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first, fridays
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by jennifer estaris
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There's about 20 of them in the Philly area, but the one at 500 S. 2nd St, in the South Street vicinity--now that's high class Fridays. It really is a friendly, casual place, decorated (somewhat garishly) with flea-market, old-time advertisements, wood, equipment, washboards, and huge smiles from the waiters, probably trying to hide their ridiculous outfits behind their shiny brights. But all that's excusable. After all, my friend and I have a proclivity, every once in awhile, to hit a nice, family-style restaurant, where we can sit at the candy-striper tables, peruse the extensively crunchy menu, strain our necks to watch the b-ball, and then surrender our elitist values, moving instead to the Cheers-reminiscent full bar.
At this point, not only does our mood for food decrease in quality (nachos all the way man!), but our wallets start paying for our drinks, the stuffy men sitting around you start getting cuter and cuter, and the video trivia game, NTN, becomes a great icebreaker for intellectual conversation.
And of course, beer.
I love Coronas.
Nachos!
To be honest, though, the chicken fingers at Fridays are fucking wack. Get that honey mustard sauce slathered on there, or maybe alternate it with some barbecue sauce. I'm not very partial to the soups or salads. They need to kick it up a notch, you know, BAM! like that,. But sometimes I really itch for their chicken fingers. Everything else on their menu is just, well, ok. It's your standard loud casual dining fare. Unless you keep on drinking. Like me. Or if you get the Jack Daniel's ® glazed meats. Like the juicy chicken wings basted in our smoky sweet Jack Daniel's ® glaze. Served with celery sticks and extra Jack Daniel's ® sauce for dipping. You know, it's that ® that makes everything taste so much better. Kinda like MSG, but with a circle.
That explanation took a bit out of me. I'll have a drink to calm me down. Hmm (this takes five minutes, as the drink menu is pretty huge and descriptive) (add another five minutes to wait for my friend, who is even more indecisive than I am)...ok...I'll see your Ultimate Hawaiian Volcano and go for that Ultimate Lights of Havana. But while we're waiting for that cause those ultimates can take some time, can I have a quickie Jack Daniel's ® whiskey sour, that's the way to go.
Check it out. That waitress, starting to look pretty sexy with that red and white thing going on, damn, she's hot. But nothing beats that time Allen Iverson came in and I was gonna go up to to him I swear and talk and but I couldn't.
Rrrrrummmm rrrrrrunnnerrrrr.
I could've spent only $11-20 on food and a drink but NO I love their rich, bloated drinks. Like the one that's basically a huge melted oreooo ® (there's that ® again!) cookie, with alcohol in itt. SEVEN liquor blend baby! And then tha peach one. Ther's alchol infs thats one tooo. Annd thers they've mudslide as a drink?
It kidna makes sense cause they also have lots of swwets sweetstuff, for desssert, like oreo ® madness (madness!), prrraline cheesecake, mocha mud pie, carrrrrrot cake, muy muy bueno.
Speakin of Spanish
Ultimate Margarita? What?
Jose (jose), Cointreau (cointreau), GranGala (grrrangala)?
Yeaaaaaaaaah, I'll have a few. Jussst two fer now ok babe?
And this is where I thifnkds thinfdjksl think! of funny stuffs to say, like, uhh, reemmeber that SNL spisfdsode s episdoe sketch with that mary SUPERSTAR catholic girl where she tries to eb a Friday's watire waitress, adn spilling food on everone and yeah and that back jump exhibitjdfsil uner underwear white 100% cotton Amerikan made, so fucking hilarious right?
And then I do a brief physical imitation of mary catherine and
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i see ®'s
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myu friend says, get the your credit card we gotta leave now.
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