Baw’more
Back in the day, mom & pop businesses thrived, from restaurants nestled in old neighborhood brownstones. A shipyard, a seafaring town.
One time my dad took me to a small little restaurant tucked away in the basement of a brownstone row house where during WWII he would go and pick up some lunch or maybe have an oyster sandwich and a beer.
He hadn’t been in this restaurant for 30+ years during the war, and while he’s telling me the story of the restaurant, there’s this old lady waiting tables, and pops looks at her for a moment and says “my God I think she used to work here back when I used to frequent this joint.”
BTW, the oyster sandwich was a shucked oyster affair on white... and the beer was none other than a Carling Black Label.
“...BTW, the oyster sandwich was a shucked oyster affair on white... and the beer was none other than a Carling Black Label.”
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZUd6lYNc_EE