I was helping a friend decorate for a important luncheon at a drug/alcohol recovery facility in the Frankford area. After I did my magic, I left the facility and walk down 1 block to the EL station. I looked across the street and there was a small pizza joint and I went in to get a bite to eat. I was waited on by the owner himself, Nicky, a crusty old dude with a thick greek accent. He asked me what I would like to eat and I replied«My brain says get a salad, but my gut says get a cheese steak» Well my stomach is bigger than my brain so… Fat guy logic prevailed. I ordered the Nicky G’s special cheese steak and by his recommendation I ordered the onion rings which he said«I make em’ myself» Most restaurant owners and Chefs zero in on a big guy when he enters the spot, they know that If they please him, they can please anybody. Often I will order 4 or 5 chicken wings to take out and when I get home, there are 8 or 9 wings in the bag. When I return to that spot I ask the girl how come I got so many wings. She says«I have a Dad that’s a big guy and I know you can eat more» Wells my cheese steak was busting out of the roll with pepperoni, onions, mushrooms, bell peppers and pizza sauce and then smothered in cheese. The onion rings were delicious, crispy not greasy, definitely homemade. I finished it off with a carton of arctic splash iced tea. Here’s a tip for you non believers, the next time you go out to eat, take a friendly big guy along with you, you will feel like you are hanging out with a celebrity.