marathe
Active Member
The Beaver on Queen West.
It was nearbye, after Opera 101 at The Drake, so we tried it ... more or less on a dare.
A dive too poorly lit for us to determine, with any certainty, what was on our plates. The bovine waitress couldn't have cared less when I drew her attention to the shard of broken plastic in my lamburger.
You write well. I'm actually hoping you get more bad meals so we get more gems like this. Thing's a goddamn haiku.