And I bet you thought this post was going to be about the Mistress's sexual proclivities? We passed this place in Rehoboth Beach going to the beach one day. And it smelled wonderful and decided we had to have lunch there when we came off the beach for lunch. I admit while view the menu on the window, watching two very hot daddies eating foot longs helped make the decision, and gave me some naughty mind fodder for later. The place only serves foot longs...hot dogs and sausages, so I was in. The menu was a hoot.
The family that owned the place was great. Run by Javier and Aurea Quereguan and his kids and grandkids. Moved here from Latin America, were very welcoming and had great sense of humors. The place started from a food truck and also serves, Mexican, Venezuelan and Puerto Rican plates. The whole family worked there together, and they only had about 10 tables, and once opened they were busy as hell. Upon entering we were promised a full body experience. Since I don't do anything little, I went with one called a spit roast dog. When I order it, the father yelled out, we have a spit roast! To which one of the very hot sons came out and asked it I wanted it between the buns! Of course I do! I also ordered a Coke, to which the other son asked if I wanted it in the can? I replied no, I'll take it right here.
What can I say, I'm a size queen.
And I just bet you got stuffed from both ends then?
ReplyDeleteThe menu sounds amazing, a bit pricey but hey ...footlongs!
LMAO!!!!!! "I also ordered a Coke, to which the other son asked if I wanted it in the can?"
ReplyDeleteOh, I can just imagine your mouth was watering. The place sounds very fun.
Oh, the never-ending smut and filth! Sounds right up my street. Jx
ReplyDeleteRight up your alley, with a footlong no doubt?
DeleteThe owner of that place sure has a wild sense of humour, which I like. Never seen or heard of any similar eatery in this country.......yet?
ReplyDeleteWhat a hilarious menu, although more “little” ones than I would have expected. And to think a hetero family owns the place.
ReplyDeleteYou got that right Mitchell, I mean have you ever met a little Brazilian? I know I haven't, unless you consider 9 in small.
DeleteIt sounds like they know their clientele and how to have fun.
ReplyDeleteThe name gets you in the door and the food makes you come ... again.
ReplyDeleteSetting aside the sodium nitrates and nitrites, I can only say the Mistress of my Existence is a comedienne extraordinaire. Mae West and Phyllis Diller ain't got nothin' on you, Babe! If you can't get a phallus in your mouth the regular way, you certainly are "open" to attempting some alternatives.
ReplyDeletethe mistress has a wee problem with gin and cock. the problem being he can't get either down his gullet quick enough.
DeleteSo when you went back for an anaconda...it was a hot dog wasn't it????? And not one of the sons?
ReplyDeleteI looked at their menu online...it sounds amazing balls.