Sunday, I opened in grill. It was around 9 and we were pretty quiet because it was Easter.
Sunrise comes back with a steak bagel and tosses it into our waste bucket and starts to make another one.
"What was wrong with it?"
"The cheese wasn't melted."
"But, that's a good thing. That means it wasn't sitting there forever. WTF?"
"I know,McGoddess. We don't melt the cheese, but whatever."
So she made the sammich and put it in the Q-ing oven to melt the cheese.
What the hell?
Sunrise comes back with a steak bagel and tosses it into our waste bucket and starts to make another one.
"What was wrong with it?"
"The cheese wasn't melted."
"But, that's a good thing. That means it wasn't sitting there forever. WTF?"
"I know,McGoddess. We don't melt the cheese, but whatever."
So she made the sammich and put it in the Q-ing oven to melt the cheese.
What the hell?
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