Bend Oregon Restaurants
Bend, Oregon Restaurants --
Okay, so here we begin. Bend, Oregon is the place. Food is the topic. There are more restaurants here per capita than in Palm Springs, California. We've got everything from the four-pound, two-dollar burrito to the two-ounce filet for fifty bucks. From the Wine Spectator to the Wine-O, Bend, Oregon has got edibles and drinkables to brag about. That's why I'm here, that's why I came.
My name's BrENDa. No, not really. But that's what I'll go by. I eat out about seven times a week here in Central Oregon. Most restaurant owners know me, and most (smart) servers in this area see me coming. I'm a big tipper. Not because I have to, but because of Barma. That's Bar Karma to those of you that are not in the know. My husband is in the "business" -- that is, he works in a restaurant. I won't tell you if he's an owner, a server, a bartender, a busser, or a janitor -- just that we believe firmly in Barma. And trust me, it's served us well.
On to the show.
Okay, so here we begin. Bend, Oregon is the place. Food is the topic. There are more restaurants here per capita than in Palm Springs, California. We've got everything from the four-pound, two-dollar burrito to the two-ounce filet for fifty bucks. From the Wine Spectator to the Wine-O, Bend, Oregon has got edibles and drinkables to brag about. That's why I'm here, that's why I came.
My name's BrENDa. No, not really. But that's what I'll go by. I eat out about seven times a week here in Central Oregon. Most restaurant owners know me, and most (smart) servers in this area see me coming. I'm a big tipper. Not because I have to, but because of Barma. That's Bar Karma to those of you that are not in the know. My husband is in the "business" -- that is, he works in a restaurant. I won't tell you if he's an owner, a server, a bartender, a busser, or a janitor -- just that we believe firmly in Barma. And trust me, it's served us well.
On to the show.
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