Franktuary Mobile – Southside – Fri, 16 July
We are thrilled to make our first neighborhood lunch visit! Find us THIS FRIDAY, somewhere on Jane Street between 25th and 27th. Please help spread the word to friends and co-workers! Franktuary Mobile Friday, 16 July 12 to 1:30 pm Organic locally farmed grass-fed beef Frankfurter – small – $3.50 Organic locally farmed grass-fed beef Frankfurter – large – $5.50 Organic locally farmed grass-fed beef Sliders – 2 for $5.50 Carrot Dog – marinated grilled carrot! – $3 Veggie Dog – $3.50 French Fries – $3 Fried Dill Pickle Chips – $3 Sodas, Bottled Water – $2 We prefer cash but can take credit cards via Square and our iPad! If you don’t see the truck, check out our Twitter feed – we’ll
What Not To Do
What do you get when you take talented vocalists, force them to sing played-out rock and roll, and proceed to kill what little the music has going for it by surrounding it with an insipid love story? The horrendous new musical Rock of Ages, of course! Trust me folks, unless you’re a monster fan of bands like White Snake this is one Broadway experience you want to skip. Fortunately, I attended gratis. Traveling to the Great White Way with comp tickets for this show is a bit like being given a Locavore at Franktuary only to discover that said sausage is covered in ketchup. Really, the comparisons are uncanny. In the case of both Broadway and Franktuary you have to go out of your way to reach your destination. You venture into a neighborhood known for being...
Swinging
It’s been one of those days, you know? Earlier I caught someone trying to steal from my store and just now I’ve come home to find a hefty parking ticket on the windshield of my car, which is parked, as it has been for over a year, in front of my apartment. Hopefully all the bad stuff is getting itself out of the way early in the week. Yesterday, however, was a different story. Yesterday I went hiking and it was great. It’s as if I’m on a pendulum, swinging back and forth. As long as I don’t fall off I should be in good shape!
Wipers On, Lights On!
Just yesterday I saw a ticket tucked under a windshield wiper that sat slightly askew. This sight prompted me to wonder what might happen if one removed the windshield wipers from one’s car each and every time one parked at a metered space. Perhaps the folks we affectionately refer to as meter maids would feel compelled to wedge a ticket into a door handle, grill, or other unconventional space on an offending, but wiperless, vehicle. Let’s suppose for a moment that this is exactly what would occur. Is it fair to assume that a driver should know to look for a ticket someplace other than his windshield? I think not. Perhaps when explaining himself to a judge the accused driver should also point out that had he left his wipers on his car in the first...
Parking for Priests
This morning I drove my roommate to the municipal courts building so he could protest a $90 parking ticket he got one day while he was working on the Southside. While taking to the judge it came up that he was in seminary. Ticket gone! Amazing! If only it worked that way for the small business owner…
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