{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "So, that Red Wedding, huh? A month ago when I was dogsitting, I hit up that strip of restaurants on Glisan at 27th that do takes...", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/52178260446/", "html": "<p>So, that Red Wedding, huh?<br/><br/>A month ago when I was dogsitting, I hit up that strip of restaurants on Glisan at 27th that do takes on various styles of meaty staples a little too tryhard, a little too expensive, portions a little too small.<br/><br/>I was eating outside at a bench reading a book and and there were a bunch of high schoolers hanging out at the next table having a conversation I mostly tried to block out, but at one part one of them asked, really loud, &ldquo;who the hell is Robb Stark?&rdquo;<br/><br/>This ropy musta been 65 or 70 years old guy powerwalking his way down the sidewalk in tight black sportswear turned his head and said &ldquo;Why, he&rsquo;s the King in the North!&rdquo; and kept going without breaking stride.<br/><br/>Anyway I decided I didn&rsquo;t need to go out drinking that night.</p>"}