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Tim Love…and Songs about Cheese Sticks.

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I’ve noticed over the years I like to make foods songs.

I was telling my new friends from Baton Rouge (I have to keep mentioning that because I rarely make new friends) about how I was kicked out of one of Tim Love’s restaurants (doesn’t matter, he’s a goober) named Duce (doesn’t matter, that restaurant was bad).  After I was kicked out, although I actually like to use the term “escorted out”, I went to Sonic and ordered cheese sticks.  Obviously.  So to order, I sang a song into the ordering monitor box about how I love cheese sticks and ranch.  I can be incredibly creative or incredibly stupid, I like to toe the line of each.

My boyfriend politely informed me he thinks it’s a trait I have gained from my father.  If you’ve met my father then you would understand.

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All the pictures I had of this event I would rather not appear on the internets.  So here is a picture of President Kitty.

Anyway, after the ‘escorting’ business (sounds sexy) I went back for dinner one night (to Duce, not to Sonic).  I look back and wonder who goes back to a restaurant they were kicked out of? I’m thinking that was one of the more ‘incredibly stupid’ things I’m apt to do.  They didn’t have anything vegetarian but said they could make me some type of cheese risotto.

“Ok fine.  Sounds gross but ok fine.”  I received a goo pile of some sort of cheese rice surrounded by fried spinach.  Who fries spinach?  It’s the one food in the world I had thought impossible to fattyfryup.  Someone somewhere (apparently cooking in Tim Love’s goober kitchen) was like, “here’s a great idea, let’s fry spinach.”   This person probably works at the State Fair now.

Although I will say this year they are frying Nutella.  My boyfriend told me I can “fry your own Nutella at home.  We aren’t going to the State Fair just for me to have to watch you eat that.”

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But back to my original point that had nothing to do with Tim Love being King Goober or the State Fair of Texas (although in  a good convo, all roads do lead back to Nutella) but it’s that I made some new friends.

Did I mention I made some new friends?

Nutella.

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3 thoughts on “Tim Love…and Songs about Cheese Sticks.

  1. Holy crap! Are we the same person??? I may or may not have been “escorted out” of Duce on opening night. Read: half the floor staff ran out the door screaming at me when they thought that I left without paying…and continued screaming even after I showed them my receipt.

    I have other stories from that night but they’re better left not permanently traipsing around on the interwebs. I am, of course, happy to share…just not in the permanence of the interwebs.

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