I'm not really sure what a vegetarian restraunt is doing on Palomar Mountain, but man was that some awkward crap. The four of us took a break from band tails to grab a bite, we stop at "mothers kitchen"(something like that) because we've noticed it but never stopped, so what the heck, lets try it. We were dirty(blood on hands, misc feathers,etc) and in full camo. It was like a scene from an old western when strangers walk into the local saloon. The place went quiet and every spandex-warrior in the house gave us the "wtf?" look. It took us a good couple of minutes to notice catch words like "boca" and "meat" was always in quotes. It wasn't until somebody said "wheres all the meat on the club sandwich?" that the lady behind the counter mentioned where we had stumbled into by accident.
Thank goodness for The Roundup bbq down the road!
We'll laugh about this one for a long time
Thank goodness for The Roundup bbq down the road!
We'll laugh about this one for a long time