Showing posts with label Perkins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Perkins. Show all posts

Jan 5, 2009

A Family Band and a Thug Rapper Eat at Perkins Restaurant


A new experience shows Family Bands and Thug rappers dine at Perkins Restaurant.

I'm pretty sure all the famous people go to Perkins restaurant when they visit Youngstown, Ohio. But as soon as I typed that, I realized it wasn't true because Barack Obama and Charlie Sheen go to the Yankee Kitchen. And it kind of made me not like the politics around Barack Obama because my grandpa was at Yankee Kitchen the morning Obama came and the owner said that he and whoever he was with had to leave. I'm pretty sure my grandpa wouldn't hurt anyone. I think the secret service needs to be more subjective when dealing with people's grandparents.

Anyway, back to Perkins and the famous people that go there. It all started when I arrived and there was a tour bus in the parking lot! And from reading the print I realized this could only be Blaine Bowman and HIS Good Time Band! I know, right? The guy who brought you hits like Sozo -Sozo and Sweet Home Up in Heaven, was at Perkins right at home! Unfortunately, at this point in time I didn't know any of this information, but luckily my friend's dad gave us the scoop via text messages. Anyway, you can probably guess what happened next... The hostess sits us right across from Blaine Bowman and HIS Good Time Band. And besides Eavesdropping on their conversations we had no further contact with them, but at least they let us sit by them. Unlike Barack Obama's secret service, who wouldn't even let my grandfather enjoy his breakfast.

My encounters with the celebrities of the world didn't end there. Let me take you on a trip to the restrooms at Perkins, but fast forwarding to when I was washing my hands, because this is where exciting begins. Someone walked into the bathroom and said something like "fkjdfldkhgdjgh". A little thrown of by the mumbles, I mumbled back "mmehwhat?". But I really think he was just wondering where he could find tissues. We then began what I think was a conversation. A few lines into the conversation (we were out of the bathroom at this point) he told me he was a famous rapper from Columbus. At this point I was pretty determined to keep the conversation going, but instead of asking his name/rapper name (or telling him mine). I told him I went to school near Columbus. I think this killed it. I wish I knew. But I had a feeling he wasn't really a rapper to begin with.

But what a good time. The memories are irreplaceable. I just wish my grandpa would have had a good time with Barack Obama.