
so a tradition that i somehow picked up over the past few years is that when you order food over the phone or call ahead to a restraunt to put your name in, you make up a name, because somehow it's more exciting/fun/immature... i don't know... anyway, so last night my roomies and i got the most glorious opportunity to go to BD's Mongolian Grille at The Greene (which is totally recommended if you've never been because it's possibly the greatest thing anyone will ever taste)... so knowing this we wanted to call ahead just to make sure it wasn't too crazy busy and that we could get in on a saturday night. We look up the number (which i didn't realize was already in my phone from the single time i had went before, anticipating/hoping someone would summon me to again partake in the brilliance that is BD's). I call and a young woman answers and we get to the part where she's gonna ask for our name... so i looked at my roomies and was like, "what should our name be?!?!?!".... within like 3 seconds someone was like... KRANKLE!... obviously we were dying of hilarium because that's probably the most random thing ever!... so we're laughing and trying to talk to the lady on the phone at the same time (i should have put it on speaker phone cause she was laughing too). but then she asks me how to spell it... so i'm like... K... R... then someone's like... PUT a 'Q' IN THERE!! so we can barely talk and the lady probably thinks we're crazy... it may have taken us like 30 seconds to spell this name out for her.. but we eventually got to the end.... K.. R.. A.. N.. Q.. L.. the KRANQL's!... we apologized and she's like, "just get in here before you die!"..... good times

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