Back when I was poor, I used to dream about the day when I could just go buy beef jerky or get a sit down meal without feeling completely broke.
The day I really felt I made it was when I got a job paying $90,000 a year and could go out to eat Beef Teryaki whenever I felt like it. I went there every day for 2 weeks just because I could.
Now I have become accustomed to eating out, more so than I should. Of all my travels I’ve found that a good BBQ joint suits me the best. If I need something quick, Carls Jr is the best, and McDonalds always taste like garbage.
There’s a BBQ restaurant in Vancouver WA named Goldy’s. For the money, it’s the best BBQ joint in the area. Thank God I don’t live right next to it or I would be an official fat A.
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