Oscar Diggs????
I used to work with a guy who had no reservations about what he would eat. The food looks like garbage? He's in for it. Smells like a skunk spent the night in a sewage plant? Give him more. He used to eat the most disgusting smelling microwaved burritos for breakfast, and it would stink up our whole office. This guy (who I shouldn't name since I just insulted him for the past 6 sentences) loves Oscar Diggs. He swore by it, and he always told me that I should check it out. I never did mostly out of not trusting what the human garbage disposal was recommending to me. Did I make a mistake? Well Chris Henry, now you get to find out if I should have trusted you. OOPS! I named you. Sorry man. I was lucky enough today to have lunch with the extremely professional Camden Skidmore. His request was to meet up at Oscar Diggs. That gave me great pause due to the previously mentioned Chris Henry, but Camden is a true Lexington bon vivant. If he says Oscar Diggs is good, I s