scooter and i went to charlie’s in harvard square for lunch on thanksgiving, sammiches and burgers, we split jalapeno poppers. it was kinda funny, they were playing pokemon and football on the tvs, blaring pop radio over the speakers. leave it to a bar to be open on thanksgiving, peeople need to get their drinks, of course.
our waitstaff was a mix of a youngish dude that i haven’t seen at charlie’s before and an older woman who was definitely frazzled and kinda scatterbrained. she forgot our drinks, then came and asked us if we wanted them again, always asking the time and fidgeting. i got the impression she’d been there as long as they had been open, whenever that was.
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