The 5-Color event went quite well to the point that Mr. Folsom had both fun and victory of someone whose last name didn’t rhyme with “olsom”. At Cheeburger Cheeburger afterwards our check took an inordinate period of time to arrive so Mykie decided to leave feedback. Lacking a pen he started going in with horseradish sauce and did quite a nice job. But it was damn hard to read. Until I attacked it with Cheeburger Cheeburger’s shitty spice mix, and voila!
It was really quite impressive at the time. This was followed up with the “I crushed a pounder” picture for the three at our table who’d consumed heartily. But, by the time the photo was actually taken, only two other customers were left in the store.