On Friday night, I went home from work to find that both my fiance and I were too lazy to cook dinner.
So we debated where to go. We talked about some downtown options, but it was raining a bit (and I had spent all day in the rain at the York Fair) and we didn't want to walk through it. So somehow, the conversation turned to the suburban options.
We headed to Chili's in West Manchester Township. People were waiting outside because there it was packed inside. The host told us the wait would be 45 minutes.
No, thank you.
We headed out and toured through the parking lots of several nearby restaurants. Same situation: people packed into the lobbies, spilling out the doors.
Eventually, we said forget it and headed back into the city, parking our car behind the White Rose and heading in. We still had to wait - maybe 15 minutes - but at least we got to do so in chairs at the bar.
And there was a Chesapeake burger (that's the one with the hot crab dip on top) at the end. So worth it.
We should have just headed downtown in the first place.
So we debated where to go. We talked about some downtown options, but it was raining a bit (and I had spent all day in the rain at the York Fair) and we didn't want to walk through it. So somehow, the conversation turned to the suburban options.
We headed to Chili's in West Manchester Township. People were waiting outside because there it was packed inside. The host told us the wait would be 45 minutes.
No, thank you.
We headed out and toured through the parking lots of several nearby restaurants. Same situation: people packed into the lobbies, spilling out the doors.
Eventually, we said forget it and headed back into the city, parking our car behind the White Rose and heading in. We still had to wait - maybe 15 minutes - but at least we got to do so in chairs at the bar.
And there was a Chesapeake burger (that's the one with the hot crab dip on top) at the end. So worth it.
We should have just headed downtown in the first place.
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