Meanwhile, back at the Mongolia Grill
The upstairs of the Grill is a museum. Kind of like our basement.
Before cell phones.
Portable typewriter. It’s kind of like a laptop except all it does is type. No memory. No Calculations. No pictures. And you needed copy sets and if you made a Typo then you had to white out the typo on each copy and retype. In the military you could only make 7 mistakes (I think) per page. Any more and you had to retype the page.
Before CD’s and Ipod’s. The song “I’m looking over a four leaf clover” predated the Grateful Dead.
