Naha Knocks It Out of the Ballpark

I've posted on NAHA and certainly enjoyed my last meal barring a couple missteps.

as per "This isn't Bennigans"

an anecdote:

ca. '94 I was visiting friends in Hotlanta and they took me to a burrito palace of some renown...

now, one of our party has some noted social eccentricities which arose during the ordering process in which you queue up in a long line and supposedly peruse the giant blackboard menus hung above the open kitchen while you wait to place an order...

my friend gets up to the register and proceeds to hem n haw over "can I get this with this and substitute this and yadda yadda yadda..."

having had enough, the cashier in an amusingly-petulant, drawn-out, Southern, gay drawl dismissed him from the line with, "this aiiiiiiiiiin't Taco Bell, honey."

that dismissal's become shorthand for dining out in certain situations