Mimi’s is on that same level as Shakey’s with the fucked up stomach after eating this shit.
The idea to go there was a fuck it moment. We felt like we were eating frozen food.
The artichoke spinach dip might’ve been cold in the center still.
There were a lot of grilled cheeses ordered, a fuck load of cheese at this table. One bit got the coleslaw as a side, fucken idiot. She a spit it out as soon as she took a bit and it sprayed on the appetizers.
After Mimi’s we went to 31 flavors to get us an ice cream cake that had no cake part. Fucken gay.
FUCK MIMI’S AND FUCK 31 FLAVORS




I ordered Dominos a year or so back when they talked al that crap about a new recipe. I was impressed – still gross, but way better. Now I see all these ads that I can track where my pizza is in the progress. Got me interested – but still not buying. NOW you advertise this artisan pizza - come on your Dominos! But hell why not. The other night I was hating everything like usual – was to lazy to get in the car and drive to Subway and get a 12 inch – also I didn’t want to talk to anyone.
Bam! I’m at the Dominos site. This is great, I don’t have to talk to anyone. I pick a new artisan pizza and the chocolate cake dessert thing. I gotta track it now – Rodrigo made my pizza and Akop brought it to me. It seriously was so fast. I gotta remember though it was like 9:45 on a Wednesday night.
Whole thing was weird. But the pizza didn’t last for left overs. Know what Im saying!



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Another city, another Houston’s yo! Me and Ian live for Houston’s!




Boston Market AGAIN! I be all about there cheesey mac and cheeeeese. The bit I was with got half a cow, probably a dead baby cow.



That’s right. I can’t stop. I have a problem. Need an intervention. When There is a wait and you go watch the chef grill guy in the open kitchen for a minute they normally give you a comp plate of French fries! What what!
And you know I had my chokes!


If your fat ass can eat a fat Triple Fatburger you get a certificate and your photo on their wall.
Beef x Beef x Beef overflowing in your mouth, it’ll be a nice change from dead baby.






Pea Soup Andersen’s Website has this to say:
“Few restaurants in the United States have been so warmly accepted over the years as the far-famed “Pea Soup Andersen’s” in the little town of Buellton. California, just north of Santa Barbara.
What magic has attracted millions of people to its tables? Why do travelers, who have once visited Andersen’s make a point of returning, though they must drive miles after hunger begs them to stop?
The delicious Split Pea Soup? Yes, but it’s much more than that, for Pea Soup Andersen’s has a spirit of wholesome family warmth which draws people again and again through its doors.
Long time “pea soupers” whose families brought them first to Andersen’s are now bringing their children and their children’s children!
On June 13, 1999 we celebrated our 75th anniversary and we continue to be a part of California’s rich history and future.”















Pea Soup Anderson’s
Yeah that’s right I hit up Houston’s in New York. And of course I got me a veggie burger. The best Veggie Burger Ever again.




