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A live rodent was floating in a restaurant sink. Others pooped all over the place
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A live rodent was floating in a restaurant sink. Others pooped all over the place
This has been your Miami Dining Report.
(Thanks to John W)
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If you invite the rats as guests to your holiday celebration, many bring a covered dish to pass that is beloved by all
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | December 20, 2017 at 07:05 AM
Only the best rodents eat here.
Posted by: Clankie | December 20, 2017 at 08:06 AM
But The Blog doesn't give a crap. Obviously it gives lots, very generously.
Posted by: Snowman | December 20, 2017 at 08:14 AM
That should read The Blog said Miami doesn't give a crap...
Posted by: Snowman | December 20, 2017 at 08:16 AM
I wish I had read this after breakfast.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | December 20, 2017 at 08:38 AM
Snobbish diners will gladly pay $49.95 for Roast Rodent with Poop Au Jus.
Posted by: wanderer2575 | December 20, 2017 at 08:46 AM
"One lonely dry dropping in a dish cupboard."
Isn't that the opening line in Hemingway's "To Have and Have Not"?
Posted by: Stixnstonz | December 20, 2017 at 09:03 AM
I mean, it was alive, right? Isn't that better than having a dead rodent floating in the sink?
Posted by: padraig | December 20, 2017 at 09:22 AM
Waiter, what's this rat doing in my sink?
The backstroke. >rimshot<
Thank you. I'll be here all week. Remember to tip your wait staff.
Posted by: MOTW | December 20, 2017 at 10:04 AM
To continue with Stixnstonz bad Hemingway theme--and why not?
"We sat in the outdoor garden area of the Miami grill.
The weather was growing angry, but is was more pleasant outside. We were sipping whiskey sodas and they were good.
Eve kept staring at the high eve of the grill. The dried and mummified carcass of a rat had been there for years.
No one has explained what that rat was seeking at such an elevation."
Posted by: Le Petomane | December 20, 2017 at 10:16 AM
An American Tail - Fievel Goes South Florida
Posted by: Marc | December 20, 2017 at 10:32 AM
If "Whiskey Creek Hideout" is in the locale's name, I doubt the patrons go there for the cuisine.
Posted by: WVPlantman | December 20, 2017 at 11:16 AM
@ Le Petomane -
"The food looked good but she only picked at it not out of a lack of appetite but more out of lack of caring for anything or anyone at that moment. The steak was steaming. I ate it. I had neither the desire nor the ability to hold back any longer. She didn't care about my feelings, my desires, my needs. I didn't care about the 'Closed by Order of Dade County Health Inspector' sign."
Posted by: Stixnstonz | December 20, 2017 at 12:31 PM
"I LOVE the ambiance!"--Remy, from that Disney movie
Posted by: funny man | December 20, 2017 at 01:40 PM
On the positive side, no Burmese pythons were found!
Posted by: MyShadow | December 20, 2017 at 02:59 PM
@ Styxnstonz-
The door to Harry's Grill opened. Two men dressed in dark suits walked out.
"It's the sign" George said
"Being closed by the health department does that." Nick said.
"Yes," George said, "It is a bad thing."
"But you were sleeping with the inspector's wife," nick said.
"I hate thinking about being closed down,"George said.
"Then you'd better not think about it," Nick said.
Posted by: Le Petomane | December 20, 2017 at 03:29 PM
@ Le Petomane (clapping)
Posted by: Stixnstonz | December 20, 2017 at 04:22 PM
The Burmese python's are all in their burrows, curled up with a tummy ache from eating so many rodents.
Posted by: Marc | December 20, 2017 at 04:55 PM
K: What's for afters?
M: Rat cake, rat sorbet, rat pudding, or strawberry tart.
K: (eyes lighting up) Strawberry tart?
M: Well, it's got *some* rat in it.
K: 'Ow much?
M: Three. Rather a lot, really.
K: Well, I'll have a slice without so much rat in it.
I'll be setting on the Geezer Bus.
Posted by: 655321 | December 20, 2017 at 05:59 PM