Monday, March 16, 2020

The Last Lunch.

Apparently, this past weekend was written by Stephen King.

It’s a crazy time, and things are changing by the minute, but on Friday, before all the restaurants shut down, I went to Crack Shack for the first time, and it was phenomenal. Fried chicken is my spirit animal, and this place has some of the best I’ve ever had. Plus deviled eggs!

I ate way too much so I would be full for the next quarantined month. That said, yes we’ve all gone a little over the top with the social distancing, but our overreaction is going to shorten this thing and get my Yankees back on the field that much sooner, so keep it up.