Chick's Cafe

It was another one of our saturday adventures. We had planned on going tubing down the Provo river but instead ended up going to lunch in Heber City. As we drove down main street we decided that we would eat at a "hole in the wall" because they always have the best food.

After about 10 minutes we decided to eat at "Chick's Cafe". As we were walking from the car to the restaurant some interesting people (interesting = I was scared for my life) were encountered. I second guessed our decision of going to this place and then realized that it just so happened that these people were making a visit to the city Liquor store and thankfully not Chick's! After sitting down at the table the server brought us our napkins and silverware. Just as the server walked away, my friend Ben looked down at his napkin and found a rather disturbing surprise. (See picture with silverware and napkin). If you would like to see the grossness in all it's glory I suggest clicking on the image to make it larger ... but if you would just like to take my word for it, which I suggest if you are eating or planning on eating anytime soon then just glance and continue reading!



Most normal people at this point would decide that eating here was a bad idea and they would leave, but not us! We are brave but more importantly we are starving college students and that gives us the right to disregard the fact that the rest of the meal could be a disgusting disaster or worse deadly. So I tried to push the image of the gross nakin out of my head and continued trying to pick out an entre from the menu.

After enjoying delightful chit chat, some fun picture taking, and consuming my salad and all but two bites of my hot chicken fry burger (which, come to find out, was not chicken at all) I looked at down at what I had assumed was a well cooked burger just to realize I had been eating a piece of meat so rare the animal was basically still alive. I started feeling a little nauctious but came to the conclusion that I am a poor college student who can't afford to waste even two bites of a meal. So I finished eating and then hoped I would survive long enough to tell the tale. Let's just say that next time I am just going with the regular nasty fast food restaurant.

-Brooke Jean

p.s. So far Kjersty, Sara, Ben and myself are all still doing fine. If there are any further complications from our meal I will definitely let you know.