What's this? I smell a thick slab of chicken covered in rich batter and deep fried till crisp on the outside yet remaining succulent inside. The meat is then covered in a unique blend of cranberry sauce that is sweet yet lightly complements the rich meat.
Godpa and colleagues dropped in to a new eatery called Eighteen Chefs and tried their culinary skills and service. Godpa says the food is good and servings are huge. His colleagues had to give up on the french fries and godpa barely finished his portion. He tried his best not to eat the fatty chicken skin but I think he managed to avoid only a smattering of it.
Overall godpa feels their staff try hard to be polite and attentive. They asked for feedback about the food, such as whether the brocolli soup was ok, whether the cranberry sauce was too sweet, whether the root beer batter fish tasted of root beer, and so on. One of his colleagues felt like she was being watched as the servers paid perhaps too much attention on them as they ate. He noticed some spoke rather softly and seemed to lack confidence. Anyway, they're still young like me so will need lots of training.
For me, I'm rather selective of food. For instance, the free bag of semi-moist livers that I got at a Club Pets event ended up in the trash because I refused to eat it. Even though the brand looked ok, Godpa was still apprehensive about it and my refusal was my way of telling him the food either tastes weird or isn't fresh.
So what's left for me to eat then? Exotic chinchilla in cranberry sauce? I was just joking. Godpa warns me never to lay a paw or jaw or tongue on my big brother Rocky.