
Those in Orlando, don't fall off your chairs. James and I tried out the Friday's that's opened in town; as an expat it's almost an unwritten rule that you must try out anything new right away (especially while it's still clean and shiny). It wasn't bad, though I was disappointed that there wasn't any spinach dip and James almost jinxed my meal by saying maybe I'd be lucky and get a hair in it (the whole reason I stopped eating at Friday's to begin with). I wouldn't go rushing back, though the kids would probably love the chicken wings. I was even willing to splurg on a $9 Heineken only to be told they didn't have any imports in stock, so much for a menu.
Most notably in my book is the paper placements that have on the table. Somehow I don't think that slogan really sells the food, do you? Though maybe in India that kind of thing needs to be said...