Yeah. It was kind of a higher quality naugles (everything was fresh) with the menu, there was Mexican in there as well … and it extended, we smoked about 4 dozen slabs of ribs and half chickens per day as well. And there were sandwiches. It was a huge menu. But that’s where it was, delivering food sucked. The money was good because a lot of casino workers lived in those apartments, they knew how to tip. A good night in the later 80’s, you’d pull in around $150 in tips. But you were also a target.
I remember pulling an order for Mark Wade. A shit ton of food, he was hosting a recruit in June of 87 after he graduated, apartments in college grove. Of course I told him no charge, he invited me in and we talked a bit about the 87 season.
And no shit, I hadn’t seen him since then until 2000, I believe, I was going to watch Omari Pearson work in the north gym, nobody had really seen him yet… and walking out was Wade. He says, “Spilotro!”. He remembered me from the thing in 87.