Foo L.
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There was a light mist falling, and as I stumbled through Dexter Park I knew that in a minute I'd be at Lucky's, the third place. When I arrived I opened the door and felt the homey vibe.
"Hey Foo," said Vito.
Artie goes, " Whoa, Foo, how's it hanging?"
"Not too badly, chums. How's everything here at ye good olde neighborhood tap?" I asked.
"Great, now that you're here," said Vito, "What'll be?"
"I'll have a Guinness and a Slane and then something off the menu."
Hearing "off the menu" made Vito come over, "Off the menu, I love that, go crazy!"
"Okay, I'd like some hash browns and not a Chicago dog but instead two New Jersey style rippahs ."
Vito then goes, "Wow, those are great suggestions and I think they'll make good late night menu items!"
"Sounds like a plan, my man!" I said.
And then some guy at the bar goes, "Foo, you are the best. And by the way, did anyone ever tell you that you look kinda like Donnie Wahlberg?"
And with that, the whole Lucky's crew busted out laughing and high-fiving, and then Artie yells, "Shots on the house!"
And that's how it goes if you're lucky enough to hang out at Lucky's. It's a truly wonderful place. For a "third place," it comes in first place.