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I was with this babe and we were all like I need some freaking food mane. Then she was all like I want some scrimp or some shit. Then I was like girl, you’s a squirell, I’m gonna buy you a pearl… necklace. Then we went to the Oyster Bar. The great news is that we found monsters there. Here’s the rundown on the grub.
The specials board was bragging about the Wednesday special being Fish Tacos. I happen to dig fish tacos so I had to order. That was my first good move of the night. They were tender and generous portions. Pico de gallo on the side. Here is my complaint. $10.95 for the special? Are you kidding me? It didn’t even come with a side. WTF I say.
You like fried okra? Look at this extreme closeup. LOOK AT IT. Still don’t like fried okra? Whatever. It’s righteous.
Then the babe ordered Mahi Mahi. It was also pricey but pretty dang good. It atleast came with two sides, she got salad and that crunk as hell fried ass okra.
Final Thoughts
I like the oyster bar. I will continue to go there. It’s in my hood. It tastes good. I will complain about the prices next time I go there.
AM I RIGHT? I AM RIGHT.
Let’s start this off with a story. Halloween 2010 was buc as hell, and def the most eventful of my stupid life. It started put with a chili cookout and ended with me trading my iPhone for a crack pipe. While that was not the wisest decision, it certainly hasn’t been the stupidest. Ok, now that I think about it, I’m not sharing the juicy detail fon Halloween. Dugan’s Pub was in there somewhere and that’s why I bring it up. I ate there last night and it was on point.
Smithwicks on draught. QBAPMF – Quit Being A Pu$$ Mother Fxer
Dugan’s is Downtown on Third an Rock. Right by 300 Tower and such. It’s right by the downtown CAT Bus Depot, that means riff raff, always. Last night for example, cops were making the block patrolling hard. Someone must have fucked up.
me being the genius I am, I like my beer cold an food fried. Feast your jealous as f eyes on these glorious mushrooms. No, they weren’t magical, but they were remarkable.
I wanted to eat something “traditional” soni opted for the Roast Beef sandwich. The truth is that I’m tired of shitting blood so I didn’t want a burger. Back to the sandwich, it was good. My complaint with the sandwich was the quality of bread, mediocre. The best thing on my plate wa the smashe potatoes. Skins intact, you could tell some bro back in the kitchen made these with love.
This hot babe I was with ordered the Southwestern Burger. This puppy came loaded with fried japs, chipotle mayo, and the regular fixings. Top 5 burgers in town. This shit was fire. I only got one bite because the babe scarfed it down so fast. This Wolf approves.