Archive for March 28, 2009

Signed, Sealed, and Delivered…

My neighbor, Johnnie (Big Mama) called me on Friday and asked if I could take her to the post office to “pick up her brother.”   I was slightly confused and asked if she meant a package for her brother and she said, “yea, I need to pick up a package.”  So, off we went in the rain to the post office.   On our way, she started telling me that she was so mad her brother had died and that no one in her family wanted him.  I asked her if it was the brother I had met, and she said that it was and that he had died and was being shipped to her.  Finally, I got it.  We were actually going to PICK UP HER BROTHER AT THE POST OFFICE!!!!

At this point, I was kinda excited about the whole trip – because I had been terribly annoyed to go out in the rain to pick up a package.   But alas, no more!  This was an adventure- something I had never done before – pick up a cremated body at the post office.

We got to the post office down the street and I told her I would go in so she would not have to get wet…secretly I wanted to be the one to pick the package up though!  I walked to the window and told the lady at the counter that I had a package to pick up and whispered, “and it’s a person!”  She said, “Girl we get that all the time and sometimes the boxes are all ornate.”  I really really really wanted an ornate box, but when she brought it back, it was only a cardboard box.  I did all the signing and brought it back to Johnnie in the car…and proceeded to take a picture of the box on her lap.

I would have felt I was being disrespectful, but Big Mama did not want her brother in the first place.  ” I can’t believe it is not heavier,” I said, and Johnnie quipped back, “They burned all the fat off of him.”  I asked her what she was going to do with him, and she said, “I am going to put him in the attic.”

The End.

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Cuerno Hits Midtown

This hip new(er) spot from the [tag]U Restaurant Group[/tag] in Midtown was packed on Saturday night when we arrived with our party of 8.  The neighbors in the condos above were out on their balconies having cocktails, complaining of the building wide smoke alarm that the restaurant, [tag]Cuerno[/tag], had set off – one of many times this has happened we were told.  But for those of us crammed into this tiny restaurant, we were grateful there was no fire as we would have had a hard time getting out of our chairs.

The space is very nice – complete with an anatomically correct large metal bull  sculpture and some big-ass chandeliers.  As we looked around the place, the staff was hard at work gathering extra chairs from some undisclosed location in order to convert our 5-top into an 8-top.  Good thing we like each other and do not mind touching strangers because we were all packed in there real tight.

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We ordered two pitchers of Sangria which was very tasty and the fruit in the Sangria could put you on the floor.  We got a variety of tapas items which included tuna tartar, hot peppers, potatoes, mussels, a beet salad, and an “Americana Paella.”   The best items were the tuna tartar and the beet salad -oh, and the Paella.  The rest of the food can be summed up in one word – okay.  The potatoes were yawn yourself to death boring and I know they are just potatoes, but the sauce was lame and there was nothing tasty about them.  The mussels were nice, but really just okay.  It was all just okay.

The crowd was a great eclectic mix of sexy people, tourists, and locals. The service was not bad at all considering they had to practically jump over people to get to each table and the price was very reasonable.  It was an enjoyable evening out with friends – but I can think of better places to go get tapas next time.

fandaatcuerno.jpg Frank and Ashley get close at Cuerno.

little-girl-ears.jpg Little Girl gives it 2 and a half paws up.

That’s What she Said, Part 3

Oh my!  Who is this [tag]Vagina Jenkins[/tag]?  Well, whoever she may be, she is a big ole tease.. and someone decided to tell everyone on the [tag]Krog Street Tunnel[/tag].

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The Chick-fil-A in Yes, The OTP

So, Andrew, I did really go outside the perimeter today for a closing in Kennesaw.  On my way, I stopped at the [tag]Chick-fil-A on Barrett Parkway[/tag].  Let me just say this experience was a bit surreal.  First, I walk in and go to wash my hands in the ladies room, and there I find, not just toilets and a sink, but mouthwash, fresh plants and flowers, lotion, tampons (if needed) and air freshener.  What?  Where am I?  Am I in a 4 star restaurant?  No, I am at the friggin Chick-fil-A.

I am ordering at the counter where everyone is smiling like crazy because they seem to enjoy their job so much, and then as I get my food, a gentleman, Ralph Stephens, offers me a fork for my coleslaw, then offers to take my tray to a table outside and tries to get napkins for me. Jesus.  He and I chatted, and he indeed is the owner of this fine establishment.  This guy ain’t fooling around.  This little chain location rocks.  I did notice that for once, a Chick-fil-A was not playing contemporary Christian rock.  In fact, he was playing oldies but goodies.  I had often wondered if the franchises had to play Christian rock, but Ralph told me no.  Good to know.

Anyway, if you are ever at the [tag]Target on Barrett Parkway[/tag], stop in to visit Ralph and his fabulous restaurant – and certainly make time to wash your hands in the “powder room.”

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The mouthwash (small cups are provided of course) in the ladies restroom in the Chick-fil-A.

Oga’s Restaurant. Yes, That Is The Name

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From time to time I have to go out to OTP (oh no!) to get my wonderful Toyota Prius serviced at World Toyota along Peachtree Industrial Road.  I have often walked to the Waffle House, but it has closed down, so I finally tried Oga’s Restaurant across from World Toyota.  I was not disappointed.  This country cooking place owned not by country people, is worth a visit if you are getting your car fixed out here by one of the many dealerships.  I stopped by for breakfast and sat on a barstool at the counter.

I ordered the country ham and eggs (half portion) for $6.59, a cup of coffee and a water.  My half portion was huge and the country ham was delicious – as were the biscuits and gravy and the eggs and the hashbrowns…   I read my paper, listened to 107.5 who had Aretha Franklin on live and hung out for an hour or so until Stephen from World Toyota texted me that my car was ready.  (Ask for him if you go there.)

Anyway, I don’t know who Oga is , but I do know that the food is good. I’d like to stop by for the country lunch of “a meat and three.”    Also, if you are looking for work, they have a “Help Wanted” sign out front.

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bigboyonmem.jpg  BigBoy Brutus gives it 3 paws up.

7 Days Or Not

I rescue animals – especially dogs and especially pit bulls.  Yesterday, I went to [tag]Dekalb County Animal Control[/tag] to help rescue a couple of feral pups who had been trapped by Dekalb County Animal Control in our neighborhood.  We did not want them to be put down, but nor did we want them to be continue breeding.  Dogs who are brought in by Animal Control Officers have 7 days to live (to be adopted) before they are put down.  Dogs who are dropped off (especially puppies) by careless owners who let their dogs breed and breed and breed are usually put down immediately if they are too young to be placed with hopeful owners.

As I waited to fill out paperwork for the 3 pups at Dekalb Animal Control, an older man walked in with a box of 5 pit bull puppies (maybe 7 weeks old.)  He was told he needed to get his female dog fixed and the staff was very good with him and told him how and where these services could be done – free of charge.  When he left, they told me that the puppies would likely be put down because they were too young to be placed into homes.  These pups are lucky and have been saved after a day’s work on my behalf and on behalf of others who have as usual stepped up to the plate.

Yet, as I write this, two more sets of puppies have been brought in.  One set will be put down tomorrow – a full 11 puppies because an owner doesn’t get their dog(s) fixed.  What is the solution?  Fine the people who do not get their dogs fixed?  Help with free spaying/neutering (already done) or is it that we should educate more?  All I know is that a hell of a lot of puppies are killed everyday in Dekalb County – much to the animal control workers’ dismay I know – because too many owners don’t get their animals fixed.

Take a look at the ones who may not make it.  Friggin kills me.

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