P&AF and I took a little vacation last week. On the Friday night of our vacation we decided that we wanted to have a fish fry for dinner. We only had a couple options for restaurants for the night, as we were in the mountains with little development around us. We're actually not certain that fish fries on Friday nights exist anywhere outside of the midwest, but we figured we'd give it a shot. When we got back from hiking and snowboarding for the day, we stopped by the lodge to see what was for dinner. We walked in and talked to the hostess.
Hostess: "Would you like a table?"
Us: "No, we were just checking out what was on the dinner menu. Do you have a fish fry tonight?"
Hostess: (Uncertain.) "Fish fry? No, we don't have a fish fry."
Us: "Oh, okay. We just thought we'd check."
Hostess: "No, we've never had a fish fry."
We were walking towards the door at that point. And just then another guy turned around from the bar. He grinned expectantly at the waitress..."You guys have a fish fry???"
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Maybe they'll start having a Fish Fry now. I hate fish. I mean I really, really hate fish. Plus it smells so bad. Can you believe I worked at RL for so long? Me neither.
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