I went to Great Basin Brewery for some delicious beer. Even though I had eaten a healthy dinner at home, I felt inclined to top my beer off with something greasy. I didn’t want a full meal or one of those monster appetizer platters. The cheapest thing in the appetizer category was the deep-fried dill pickles. I like pickles. Most everything that is deep-fried and dipped in Ranch is delicious. I’ve had rattlesnake, crocodile, sheep testicles. All delicious deep-fried and dipped in Ranch. Plus, the menu said that it was a classic Southern treat. I’ve always pictured myself as a closet Southern Belle. So after everyone else ordered their fish and chips and porter beers, I quietly ordered a Pilsner.
“Anything to eat with that?” the waitress asked.
“Uh, yeah, I’ll have an order of the willy dillys.” I don’t know why I whispered those last two words. I just felt like a goober ordering it. It was delicious though.
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