And now for something completely different

Donny Osmond and the Time Crunch Lunch™

The year was 1996. I was in my first year at Emerson. Majoring in Communications, Politics and Law. With an undeclared minor in day drinking (and night drinking and morning drinking and drinking on rooftops and boat decks and in college dorms and Irish bars and before, during and after the marathon drinking… and general, it’s Monday, let’s celebrate drinking… but I digress).

I was working as waitress (although not quite at a cocktail bar) but at the Bennigan’s around the corner from my dorm (the iconic Little Building on Boylston Street).

If you don’t remember Bennigan’s - think TGIFridays but with a pretty hefty helping of stereotypical “Irish” theming & “inspired” fare. (Nothing says traditional Irish fare quite like a fried ham, turkey, and Swiss cheese sandwich covered in powdered sugar & served with a side of jelly).