My husband has a recurring worry that sets in between the moment he orders and before his food comes. He fears that his plate will arrive with a meager portion and that he won't get enough to eat. Ever since I told him that Jorg (my boss at the german diner I cooked at when I was younger) would gauge portion size by peering out the little window above the line and checking out the size of the customer--large guys got two pieces of schnitzel, diminuitive ladies one small one--he frets that someone in the kitchen will underestimate his hunger. Across the table I'm often worrying that the portion will be huge and I'm going to eat too much, but I know that many other people share his anxiety. They must, because Keith's Kettle, a restaurant on Highway 10, markets to them.
I think the sign is saying, you're going to get enough to eat here. On the drive from Minneapolis/St. Paul to Two Inlets I've passed Keith hundreds of times, maybe a thousand. His face has become both more reassuring and slightly more alarming over time. It's nice to calm the people and let them know they'll be well-fed, but let's not glamorize it, Keith.
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Ha! Ha! You summed up my thoughts on Keith's Kettle perfectly.
What's clear from this, is that both of you worry way too damn much.
I love it.
Have you seen the new sign at Keith's lately? It looks like he may have shed a few extra lbs. We talk about stopping here too eat some time, but haven't managed it yet. I am intrigued, but also a little afraid.
Meg@outwaytoeat.com
Meg, yes, I saw the new sign! It worked, and drew me in. All I can say is this: be afraid.
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