Last night I learned something from another customer who jumped in to help us convince the High Tide Restaurant to make us food when they wanted to call the food window closed and move to ice-cream-only mode.
She said that when she comes on a summer night and the line is long, she pulls out her cell phone and calls in an order! Fair? Maybe not, but funny anyway. And potentially useful.
And YES they did eventually agree to make us lobsters and fries. And YES I did have to invoke Birthday Privilege in convincing them. And YES I realize that our children would have been mortified it they had been there. And it was delicious.
Here is the place. We once witnessed the “steps falling down” under full commerce it became part of family lore.