I took a seat in The Polite Pig while Josh grabbed his food, and then sat there in fear for 10 minutes that they'd kick me out for not having food from The Polite Pig

. Especially because servers kept stopping to talk to me...but all the ones that came up to me asked me if there were applesauce on my fries? (This happened more than once). And I'd tell them it was gravy and they'd shrug and be like "yeah that makes more sense".