Lincoln, RI: Prospect's cafeteria

Crispy Chicken Sandwich - 1 star
$3.29

Would you believe it - our own Patty was born and raised in Lincoln, Rhode Island? And apparently, when people from Rhode Island get together, they compete to see who can remember what various things used to be, as in "Do you remember when that restaurant was ... ?" In the course of living this cultural peculiarity, we found out that the Roast House - immortalized a few posts ago - has already lost its lease. Meaning that the next time I'm in the area, I can say, "Do you remember when that was the Roast House?"

Anyway, we were in town for business. On Monday, Michael P. installed the application on one of the prospect's servers. Predictably, it took more time to copy the files from his external hard drive onto the server than it took to actualy install and start up the application, so that was a non-event. Michael and I had dinner at "the best Italian restaurant in Providence," which turned out to be a casual family place with dirt-cheap prices and acceptable food. The next day, though, we learned that it was (and may still be) a mob hangout, and that a mob figure was killed there in a drive-by shooting a few years ago.

Anyway, after a demo to over 50 people on Tuesday morning, we settled down to the main course. The chicken was nicely crispy and not too tough, the toppings were ordinary, and the roll - a "bulkie" in Rhode Island parlance - was nicely chewy, although it could have used a bit more backbone. But the cook at the grill station didn't hear my onion rings order, so that was a letdown, and although he said the bread pudding didn't have any nuts, it did indeed.

After an afternoon of helping various technical people and project managers play with the application (most of which went quite nicely), for dinner we went (with the prospect) to a nice Italian restaurant in North Providence. It was somewhat better than the previous night, though several times as expensive. But, presumably, we weren't taking our lives into our hands by eating without bulletproof vests.