I ended up staying at a chain hotel outside of New York City that had a Tilted Kilt attached. I did not know what that was, it was a “restaurant.” Walk in there, the waitstaff are all pretty girls with fake blonde hair, short plaid skirts and belly shirts, and you go “oh.”

It wasn’t especially busy, and while waiting for a table the hostess talked to me. I’m betting they’re required to do that by house rules, but she just made conversation. “You in town long? Where you from? There’s a pretty nice sushi place on such and so street. Yeah your phone will tell you that’s the easiest way to get back to the main road but if you go out the back of the parking lot it’s fewer lights.” And I didn’t really mind that.

Food was to be expected from a sit down chain restaurant.