In the Nook of Time

There's a very good, little restaurant in my West Los Angeles neighborhood, called The Nook, a quality bistro kind of place.  I know that the inveterate Chris Dunn has eaten there, as well, and didn't even require me joining him,  but had a family social night out all on his own, so it's not just me here saying it's a good place.

They send out an email newsletter that includes information about their special menu on several days they have during the week, one of which they call Laundry Day, which is Monday.  An email arrived today, and it's rare that I use the phrase, "Throwing shade," and even rarer when it concerns a restaurant, but this fits too well.

In fact, I admired the effort and low-key phrasing enough that I wrote back in praise, mainly to let them know that the risky joke (dancing the fine line for a business not to offend the customers) was appreciated.  But also, it was so good-natured.  I got a reply, "Haha. Thanks. Glad you enjoyed. Sometimes I just have to let it rip."

The subject line was -- "Go into Laundry Day Completely Unprepared."  Here's that portion of the newsletter.