Creamy chicken and orzo soup

Chicken second courses

I love a good greasy spoon joint, don’t you? A good ol’ Guy Fieri triple-D kinda place? Also, what did Guy Fieri ever do to become such a meme of himself and be so disliked? Is it the frosted tips? Off subject, sorry. Where Mike and I used to live, there was this epic joint named Sally’s. It was owned by a Greek family. You could walk in the door for breakfast on a weekend and the entryway would be jam packed with people waiting for a table. Somehow, we were always seated in under 10 minutes. They knew how to turn over a table at Sally’s. Sally had the best hash browns. I am sure that everybody would say that about their greasy spoon diner. If they can’t do crispy hash browns right, then they are not the right diner for you and me. Truth be told, 9 times out of 10, I visited Sally’s when I was hung over. We came up with the funniest stories and had epic rehashings of the night before while we were at Sally’s. One of our famous tales was that Sally lived upstairs and you could see her standing in the window …