When did THAT happen??? Maybe this is old news, but I just found out. News doesn’t travel so quickly in Samoa… well, not unless it is related to the Rugby World Cup, anyway. Go Manu Samoa!
Anyhow, I know some people don’t think as highly of my favorite Battle Ground establishment as I do. They claim that it’s too greasy, that there are too many health code violations, and that the décor is too tacky.
But… I will miss Fatty Patty’s. I will miss their infamous “Slop” with dippy (over easy) eggs on the side. I will miss going there with friends. Mainly I will miss the memories the place held for me. Jeff and his chicken fried steak smothered in country gravy and pools of Tabasco, me and my Slop… all the problems of the world eclipsed by the fusion of hash browns, grilled ham, green peppers, onions, cheddar cheese, sausage gravy, dippy eggs, and green Tabasco.
To you, Fatty Patty’s may be a thing of the past.
An eyesore.
A heart attack waiting to happen.
No big loss.
But to me, it was special.
And the Slop wasn’t what made Fatty Patty’s special, though it will be missed.
It was special because it was our spot.
My brother’s and mine.
So, thank you Fatty Patty’s for all of the memories and tasty food.
I will never forget you.
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