Monday, March 2, 2009
News / Restaurants Peanut Gang Persists at Five Guys, Despite Lawsuit at Logan's
Posted by Carrington Fox on Mon, Mar 2, 2009 at 7:07 AM
Amid the throng of middle school basketball teams, families and burger maniacs lunching at the Green Hills outpost of Five Guys Burgers and Fries this weekend, there appeared to be little concern over the matter of peanut shells on the floor. Such nutty insouciance persisted despite last week's court ruling reinstating a case against the Logan's Roadhouse chain after a woman slipped on discarded husks in an Antioch store. (Hat tip to NashvillePost.com for its account of the Logan's matter, which is available to subscribers.)
While the Nashville-based Logan's chain is back in the line of legal fire, the long line of patrons at Five Guys seemed to have an insatiable appetite for the customary pre-meal peanuts, sacks of which line the store like sandbags barricading against a flood. Children climbed on the bags as their parents noshed on nuts, throwing shells and caution to the wind--or at least to the floor.
When asked about the Court of Appeals' decision to reverse the original summary judgment, which had favored Logan's, one Five Guys guest replied, "If you can't walk on peanut shells, you shouldn't go in the place."
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When I was at the Brentwood Five Guys on Sunday, there was a lady with a broom sweeping the entire time.
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Ugh. So gross. I will never understand the appeal of having trash-because that's all peanut shells are-strewn all over the floor on purpose.
I miss Northwoods Inn, any location, Southern California. Log construction buildings, huge, replete with fabulized snow on the roofs. Great bars in large rooms, separate from several dining rooms. Old paintings of well-endowed and scantily clad ladies, ala 1849-ish gold rush saloon. Pianos with highly skilled piano players in each bar. Giant icy goblets (think Gerst Haus bowl and you're close) of very dark and tasty Blitz Bavarian. And bowls of peanuts, scooped out and scattered at your sitting place as soon as you planted yourself at your perch. Best part - the sign carved in reverse so you could read it from the barstool in the bar's mirror - "Throw peanut shells on floor". In reverse. It was an ORDER.
GREAT place to take friends' small children (dining room, not the bar). They always thought they were getting away with murder. what a hoot.
damn. what I would give for their two salads and cheese bread right now.
