So Im Back working at the Franklin Pourhouse in Streetsville for about two months and I`ve come to the consensus that the place is most defiantly worthy to write about. The building itself has an amazing history, and being on the inside has even more of a history. The restaurant itself is not doing as well as we hoped for, but as far as character and tales on the inside goes, were aren’t lacking in that department. One reason I love working at the Franklin is because for a small town, we have a ridiculous amount of unique people and interesting characters. The second reason is because alcohol causes those UNIQUE individuals to do things that lets just say are tremendously entertaining for the staff.
The one reason I am allowing myself to poke fun at or comically enlighten you about my experiences with the Streetsville folk is because I myself am a small part of them. Lets just say ….yes I have lost my dignity to this town a few times and lost a piece of my innocence along with it and therefore I am a part of the gag and the character that makes this place home for me.
Enjoy my little anecdotes, they are slightly twisted from the truth to keep a light-hearted nature to some good stories.
cheers
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