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I am still reeling from 55 of our 70 covers ordering between 6:52 and 8:00 on a lovely 113F "autumn" night. However, I swear that a tall, bald, white crackhead with two bulging plastic bags just approached me as I was leaving the restaurant and asked if I needed any peppers or eggplant. Now, I don't know how in tune you are with my problems sourcing big enough eggplant for our "signature" rollatini, but it took everything I had to say no and keep walking. Is this what it has come to? It's one thing to have unsolicited farmers strolling up to the back door with luscious crates of fresh produce in the afternoon, but 10:30 @ night? Which one of my neighbors' walk-ins did he just clip or is this the new business model for independently peddled vegetables? Maybe I smoked too much guar gum and none of it really happened....

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