Boston
I was going to eat at Brown Sugar tonight, but I was on an important phone call until 22h, and the line was busy for more than a half hour of trying to place a take-away order. I figured I’d walk up, to see if I could sneak a pad thai out of them before they shut their doors.
Huh. They were on fire. I would not have thought that the phone company’s failure mode in that case — you know, the one where the phone melts — would be a busy signal. I learn something new each and every day.
