While eating an omelet I face a mean looking bear with arms extended, menacing claws and a snarl that shows off large human eating size teeth. I’m not afraid of a dead bear it’s just unnerving to be in a restaurant with an animal that looks like it wants to kill me in body and probably in spirit. Maybe a slice of Kneedery’s organic Bigwood sourdough bread on top of the bears head followed by a tomato and lettuce would take the edge off. The restaurant buzzes like a hive. The server is polite but engages in short direct menu related talk. I figure this isn’t the time to present my bear sandwich thought. Instead I choose another chair at the table that faces this dowey eyed dead cow. There that’s much better.
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