Sunday, January 27, 2008

Piggin' Out


We visited Papa Monkey yesterday. Loyal readers know that my daddy lives way out in the middle of nowhere. Good food is hard to come by in the middle of nowhere. We usually end up eating at a chain, much to my dismay, and yesterday was no exception.

Babe's Slim Pig N's Bar-B-Que & Alehouse (1635 Industrial Park Avenue, Redlands) was our lunch destination.
The name of the restaurant bothered me to no end -- so many grammatical issues. Ugh. The decor was kitschy, over-the-top, and typically chain-y.

The food was mediocre. Not bad. Just not very good. I do love barbecue, though, so I'm a happy monkey even when I eat unspectacular barbecue. In my opinion, the competing chain barbecue restaurant across the street (where we ate months ago) is better.

I got the baby back ribs with sweet potato fries and baked beans ($12), as did Papa Monkey. Mr. Monkey and Brother Monkey each got the quarter chicken, ribs, and hot links with sweet potato fries and baked beans ($13).

The meal ended with a complimentary little cup of sherbet. Outside, we saw a different sort of icy treat in the back of a pickup truck.

After over a year of good behavior, Papa Monkey seems to have reverted to his old ways with me. The criticism, lack of interest, and failure to listen are back. Apparently, he now feels comfortable enough to do this in front of Mr. Monkey.

Out of nowhere, Papa Monkey informed me that I should be less critical of people. Out of nowhere. We got our drinks, and he just blurted this out. While this observation is true, Papa Monkey is The Last Person on Earth who can say this of anyone. The things he used to say to me during my 18 years at home, my God! Mad props to Brother Monkey for having my back immediately when Papa Monkey made this comment. I love Brother Monkey so much.

Then, as I snapped my iPhone pics, Papa Monkey excitedly told us that his friend has a really cool website on which he posts pictures of what he eats and describes the food and ambience. Readers can even comment on every post.

Really? Really?!

This time Mr. Monkey had my back. "Um, Dr. Monkey, Weezer actually does that nearly every day. That's why she always takes pictures with her iPhone."

It's no wonder that Mr. Monkey and Brother Monkey are my favorite people in the world.


  1. ugh. dads. sometimes you just want to ring their little necks. :| i'm in the same boat, but for different reasons.

  2. hmm. maybe my dad situation isn't so bad after all ;) kidding!

    i'm dying at papa monkey's exciting new discovery.

  3. Awwww. That's not cool :( But yay for loved ones backing you up.

  4. My mom used to be overly critical of me during my 18 years at home and it was the worst. It's why I had to get out of there as fast as I could. I am sorry it's happening to you again. Maybe your dad is stressed and taking it out on you? At any rate, I am glad your bro and hub had your back. :)

  5. Sorry about your dad being so critical of you. That sucks!

    On another note, that Slim Piggins (sp?) where you ate is about 5 minutes away from my job. I have never eaten there.

  6. sorry to hear about your dad;(

    on another note, I'm drooling at the sweet potato fries.

  7. i feel ya on the critical parents issue! glad to hear you enjoy bbq; it's a biggg weakness for me. as annoying as the restaurant name is, i think they are trying to do a play on "slim pickings" with their "slim pig n's." or maybe i'm crazy and reading too much into it. ;-)

  8. Your Loyal Monkey Crew is awesome. Brother and Mr. Monkey will always have your back. :)

  9. boo to parents' critical comments. :/ at least brother and mr. monkey have your back!

  10. Aghh. You are reminding me of why I always got a tummy ache when I came home from law school for family visits. Why do all the coolest most amazing women have critical parents? Maybe thats what motivated us to develop into such near-perfect beings! :)


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