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Sylvia's
|Harlem, NYC |
I sat across from Quan as I watched the waitress place the food in front of our faces, onto the table. One thing I loved about Harlem was hitting up Sylvia's.
This place was the real deal for some real soul food. The aroma of my Grilled smothered pork chops, baked mac and cheese, collard greens and candied yams with extra juice filled my nostrils.
"Damn, that shit bout to hit son", I smiled as I looked at my food steaming in front of my face.
"You aint lying", Quan says as the waitress placed his plate of BBQ ribs, broccoli and fries in front of him.
"Can I get you fellas anything else?"
The waitress smiled as she placed our pitcher of sweet iced tea on our white table alongside our glasses. she was a cute chick, red bone, slim joint with a jet-black bob and the prettiest green eyes.
"Nah baby, we good but thank you" I smoothly said as I smirked.
She looked away and blushed, "Alright well my name is Tia and if you need anything else just let me know"
"Sure, thing baby", I replied while sipping my tea and eyeballing her.
Ms. Tia turned on her heels with her face flushed and walked away. On Que, me and Quan looked to see if she had some ass behind her.
"Eh, her shit little" Quan chuckled as he dapped me up.
"Son, don't sleep on the slim ones they have a whole lotta ass under them clothes", I said as I cut up my pork chop.
"True" Quan agreed as he poured ketchup on his fries. "What be bout to do next son?"
"What after we leave here?"
"No, bout this money train and Tony and his crazy ass ways he hot man".
I chewed my food as placed my fist on my mouth before responding to him.
"Honesty" I paused as I swallowed my food. "I don't know yet man but we Gon eat regardless, for real"
"Facts, I feel you I just don't want this wave to come to an end, nigga tryna buy a crib for mom dukes and shit" Quan said as he crammed his mouth with fries.
I nodded before it was a silence while we both ate our food. Quan was right, the money is good but in this game, you gotta stay couple steps ahead before you find yourself in a money drought. It's easy to get caught up, the woman, the cars, clothes, the love, the envy. It's crazy.
"Goddamn, who is that?" I heard Quan say, causing me to lift my head and stare at him.
"Who's who?"
"Right there walking up to the counter, she finer than a Muthafucka"
