It’s hard to believe, but it’s time for another monthly lunch with the MBIP Contributing Writers. I should say some of the MBIP Contributing Writers because some of them don’t live here and can’t make these lunches. I need to send them a sandwich or something sometime! I recently did a SNC post from the Fox Pub and in the comments section I mentioned that maybe we should go there for a Contributor’s Lunch...and so that’s what we’re doing. Sometimes this is easy, to quote Marshall Crenshaw. I hope I don’t have to pay him a royalty fee now!
Off we go into that wild blue yonder, one of these days I really need to get some presecription sunglasses. This shit is just too bright outside!
The Fox Pub and Cafe, it looks a lot different in the daylight hours out here.
Let's go inside and see what's shaking in this lunchtime hour.
Aaron's the daytime manager in here and he happily led me to what would be our luncheon table...
And here is that aforementioned table. I can't remember how many people are showing up, so I asked for this table which would fit a half a dozen. It seemed like a good number at the time. I kind of went along with the saying: "Six of one, half a dozen of another." And now I'm wondering if that really is a saying or if I just made that up...well, nothing you can do at this point except just to keep moving along, singing a song and maybe whistling Dixie.
Here's our pretty and friendly waitress Randi serving me up the world's biggest iced tea. You can tell it's the world's biggest iced tea as she has to serve it up two-handed style. That's a lot of iced tea! And it's got a lemon too!
Of course I'm early so no one else will be here for a little bit, so let's take a walk around The Fox Pub before the noon time crowd hits. Here's the stage where they have musical acts now and again. I really like the English telephone booth over there.
Here's a shot of the dining room from the stage area. I feel like making an announcement..."This is the first song off our new album..."
The bar is empty at this early hour.
Here's some tap handles from the past up near the ceiling. I tried to get a shot of them last time and it turned out fuzzy. Today I got the shot. Huzzah!
Flight = fun and there's a quiz night here every Thursday, I need to start studying!
Meanwhile, back at the table it's 11:30AM, the time we were all supposed to meet and...
The fucking table's empty except for me. I look like some kind of an asshole idiot sitting here at this big table all alone. I hate it when people are late...granted, I always show up like a half an hour early because I have this weird fear of being late so I'm always super early so when people are late it really grinds my gears. But wouldn't you think that at least one of these assholes could've shown up on time? Right now I'm on the verge of a major anxiety attack/meltdown sitting here at this big table all alone with people looking at me and I know they're thinking, "Look at that dickhead sitting all alone at that big table, trying to pretend like he's got friends coming." Right now at this moment I hate the world so fucking bad! Fuck!
Whew...luckily, 57 seconds before I had a meltdown, Whale, Scott and Chip show up. Whale immediately started to massage his eyeballs, Scott is trying to do a Vulcan mind-meld with the menu and Chip is guarding his water from anyone trying to slip a roofie into it. All is well once again in my world!
And on the other side of the table Craig and Bob are sitting peacefully. But when Craig's in the house you just know he's going to be promoting his upcoming Yardbirds show in 3...2...1...
Group shot number one...whoops, Scott's squeezing his nose in this one, time for...
Take two...Whale looks away in this one, but what are you going to do? Take three isn't an option. That's just the rules.
Chip supplied the Beavis and Butthead laugh moment when he said to Randi: "I'm going to do the Duke of Wellington." He said he was going to do the Duke of Wellington, Beavis...heh heh...heh heh...
We started out with a couple of orders of Queso dip and chips, I forgot to get a photo of it when it first arrived at our table and here it is halfway through...
Wow, that went fast, it was really good!
I don't have to work tonight and this sign reminds me that I should order a...
Beer! And not just any beer, a Zombie Killer beer! Sorry Rod Argent!
And before we had time to buckle our shoes at half past twos, lunch has arrived! I got the grilled chicken breast salad because I try and eat healthy when I'm not out on a Cheeseburger Saturday Night or stuffing my face with pizza. This salad looks fantastic.
Everybody else got sandwiches and fries. The brisket sandwiches here are so good and the hand cut skinny fries are other-worldly! Apologies to MBIP Contributor Mike Foster, no one ordered the fish and chips with peas.
Everything quiets down as lunch is being devoured.
It was a fun lunch and thanks to all the MBIP Contributors who showed up and thanks to those who couldn't make it, we all enjoy your weekend contributions! On my way out I ran into Fox Pub owner, Matt who's standing here with the knight who stands next to the stage. Matt told me that before the knight was transported here, he was standing tall in Richwoods High School.
Speaking of Matt, don't forget to catch him on WWCT every Friday morning at 9:15 AM for the show Kegs and Eggs, where he and Marc Alghini talk craft beer and play great music. Okay, we'll see you all tomorrow!
The Fox Pub and Cafe
7800 N Sommer St, Suite 302
Jaws the Cabbie...Zombiefied!
In response to the Killer Zombie beer that was consumed at the lunch, MBIP Contributor (and guy with a new book out too, more about that on Saturday), Jaws the Cabbie sent in this piece of art of himself in full bore Zombie mode! Nice work, Jaws, thanks!