It's been a dream of mine to become a regular at some type of establishment. I've always liked the thought of walking in to a place where everybody knows you. Just like Cheers.
Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to be where you can see,
Our troubles are all the same;
You want to be where everybody knows your name
I think I've found the establishment of choice for myself. It's a little place on Main Street, and I think I've known it was my chosen restaurant for a while now. Recently, in the past 3 weeks, I have visited this little diner around 6 times. And in fact, the last time my friend Yvonne and I went, the lady serving us asked us if we needed menu's and we said no thanks. Then she said, much to our amazement and joy, souvlaki's? And we nodded, faces beaming.
Better yet, just the other day, I got a friendly wave in the 7-11 parking lot from a different waitress.
Yes, I think I am well on my way to becoming a regular. I'd like to become the "Norm" of Sambo's, although I think my personality may lend itself to me being more of a "Cliff" with his little tidbits of unwanted facts.
God bless you, whoever you are, "Sambo". I have a sneaking suspicion that you and I will be lifelong pals.
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It's true! Sambo's does have the tastiest souvlakis in town! They go great with big ol' frosty mugs of rootbeer. Mmmmm!
The staff at Sambo's are superexceptionally friendly and always go out of their way to make you feel right at home.
P.S. Betty Sue the waitress sure is easy sight on a fella's eyes. I sure wouldn't mind escorting her to the sock-hop on Saturday night!
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