We Like What We Like September 21, 2009
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Saturday morning, about 11:30, I walked down to the general store to pick up some lunch. I walk in the door, and Will and Eric, between the two of them, say to me right off, “Two turkey and cheddar on Rupert Rising bread?”
Yup. With lettuce and mustard.
Thing is, Tim and I don’t go there that often. Not nearly enough, in fact. These guys pay attention.
While Eric was making the sandwiches, another guy walks in and heads to the cooler. Will says to Eric, “Is there any St. Pauli Girl in there? Mike’s here.”
“Probably not. But there’s some in the basement.” By that time, Mike had already headed downstairs for it himself, clearly familiar with its likely whereabouts.
It’s a small town.
Route 153 
Blues City Deli here in town for me. I walk in and he says “pastrami on rye with yellow mustard?” and I nod and pick out the black cherry soda I always have with it.
I love that. Gary and David at Taste, our favourite brunch place, anticipate our orders regularly, and are shocked if we vary our orders. I do it now as a matter of principle. Keep ’em guessing.
This is the kind of thing I would love and probably at some point hate if I lived in a really small town.
B: Now I want that.
M: I like to shock too. But I have to make sure I’m happy.
H: Absolutely. I’m often surprised to discover what people whom I don’t know know about me.
PS. I had to google St Pauli Girl. Of course it’s beer.