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Manny's
I don't know about you folks, but I always assumed that Wonk's and Coltrane's periodic references to Manny's was simply an interwebs metaphor; an imaginary place or thing to discuss on this board and turn over in the mind's eye like a bauble to distract us from boredom, much like our discussions here of Grand Central Terminal, or the state of Texas.
But I learned today that Manny's is indeed a real place. Wonk and Coltrane were kind enough to take me there and walk me through the arcane rituals that resulted in my staring at a plate containing a mound of corned beef, pastrami and rye about the size of my head, a pickle, and probably one year subtracted from my lifetime. Even though I embarrassed Wonk by being unable to finish it, I enjoyed it all. Thanks, guys.
Other trivia point: I challenged Coltrane to prove his crank/bottle stories, and learned that Manny's actually has a setup for this in the back room! Coltrane was preparing to demonstrate until the manager arrived and explained that the local aldermen have decreed that this feat could only be performed during St. Patrick's Day. Next time, fellas.
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I'm done with nonsense here. --- H. Chinaski
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