Smarty Pants is an interesting place. It's dark and covered in motorcycle paraphernalia with a menu that reads like Grandma's house. The egg salad, in particular, was good old comfort food. The large bun was soft and fresh and filled with a generous portion of egg salad. I found the sauce to overpower the egg a bit much, but Shawn liked that aspect of the sandwich. Next time you find yourself wondering what it might be like to eat Grandma's food in a punk rock setting, Smarty Pants might just be the answer.

No comments:
Post a Comment