As the train rustles above, I sit at my wooden table, lay back against textured silver pillows, and sip on red, red wine. For all I know, I could be at home, in NYC. 206 more words
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Ever wonder how a franchise food store could have no takers even if the location was overflowing with shoppers? I decided to find out.
I ordered an Old Fashioned Waffle Ala-Mode, which was just a plain waffle topped with whipped cream and vanilla ice cream, then drizzled with chocolate syrup. 300 more words