Pat Ferrucci, the Register’s entertainment editor, tackles the toughest subject in life: entertainment. To him, entertainment can mean anything from music to film, from sports to television or from mundane happenings to orange juice.
During my years (1986-1990)at a renowned local seafood establishment, which may or may not appear under a psuedonymn at Pilot Pen, I actually worked with a guy who paid his bar tab with cans of stolen frozen lobster meat. I'm not even sure if he ever got caught.
Sad personal fact: Despite the fact that I worked in a seafood restaurant for five years, I never once tired of seafood, not even fried seafood.
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I read your first column and the ad banner over the page said "Living in Milford." I thought that was kind of cool in an eerie kind of way.
That's all I've got,
Caldord.
During my years (1986-1990)at a renowned local seafood establishment, which may or may not appear under a psuedonymn at Pilot Pen, I actually worked with a guy who paid his bar tab with cans of stolen frozen lobster meat. I'm not even sure if he ever got caught.
Sad personal fact: Despite the fact that I worked in a seafood restaurant for five years, I never once tired of seafood, not even fried seafood.
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