There's A Restaurant in St. Augustine...
Sadly, my friends, I had so very little to do with writing the above poem, that I am giving full credit to my friend, Katy. Her poem accurately reflects a scene we all witnessed at dinner the night of the Claremont Field Trip. Check out the photos. I really don't want to say too much about the particular restaurant where this event took place. I found the whole episode quite disturbing and do not believe the satisfaction I would get in slamming them on this page would outweigh the mental torture I would need to put myself through to do it. Therefore, I only make one suggestion. If you ever run across a restaurant that claims you can "Feed The Fish While You Dine", please, move on. I saw a seagull lose an eye over a stale piece of bread. It's just not worth it. |