Article in a Humorous Tone:

Well, this one guy, Neasoned, or so his wife called him, was just sitting on his bottom, wondering what to do with his life. Suddenly, his wife appeared, all righteous and proper with a hint of sass, and uttered the words, “Why don’t you sell your own food?” in Spanish, just because she could, I suppose.

But, our man, being a quick thinker, thought that was a fabulous idea! And thus, he embarked on a journey of culinary greatness.

For the full experience, Neasoned and his wife decided that their customers should have a place to sit and eat their food. They put up a makeshift counter out front, which they decorated with a lovely checkered tablecloth and some stools.

These two aren’t just in the food-making business, they also know the people who come to eat their food by name, isn’t that something? They’re on a first-name basis, which is more than some of us can say about our relatives.

So, folks, if you’re looking for an excellent meal made by some truly friendly people, stop by Neasoned’s humble abode. You might even end up with a new friend!

Serious News: nytimes