Dain Vossar (Galaxy Wanderer)
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A Pricey Encounter
A long voyage across the galaxy—or merely a layover at Midway—demands refueling. And so, to White Sox Restaurant, I ventured. With hunger gnawing at me like a Sarlacc lurking in the sands, I ordered the Fastball Fried Chicken Sandwich with French Fries and an iced tea. The sustenance? Acceptable. The service? Steady, like a disciplined Padawan. But the price? Outrageous, it was.
Nearly $37 credits for a simple meal? A Jedi does not crave material wealth, but even in the depths of Coruscant’s underbelly, one could feast for far less. And the mixed drinks—almost $25 credits each? Pure Huttese extortion! It seems Midway Airport subscribes to the Sith doctrine of price gouging, solidifying its reputation as one of the most expensive ports in the galaxy for dining.
Would I return? Perhaps, if caught in a hyperspace anomaly with no other options. Otherwise, I’d seek sustenance elsewhere—where the Force (and my wallet) can remain in balance.