by Fred Rated » Fri Feb 28, 2020 10:42 pm
The baked beans were all I'd ever eat there. It was also the first place I ever tasted alcohol. They had these little cardboard standup things on the table depicting what I'm assuming was a strawberry daiquiri which I thought looked like a milkshake and cried when my mother told me I couldn't have it. After she'd had enough of that she told the waitress to bring me one and after doing a double take she obliged. It was placed in front of me, I took a sip and sunk back down into my seat trying to make myself invisible and cried some more. It was then taken away and replaced with a soda and I cannot stand the taste of alcohol to this day.
The baked beans were all I'd ever eat there. It was also the first place I ever tasted alcohol. They had these little cardboard standup things on the table depicting what I'm assuming was a strawberry daiquiri which I thought looked like a milkshake and cried when my mother told me I couldn't have it. After she'd had enough of that she told the waitress to bring me one and after doing a double take she obliged. It was placed in front of me, I took a sip and sunk back down into my seat trying to make myself invisible and cried some more. It was then taken away and replaced with a soda and I cannot stand the taste of alcohol to this day.