I work in downtown Houston near Main Street and Rusk and I can say the all the food seems to be crammed into one side of downtown Houston. The closest eatery to where I work is a place named The Flying Saucer, a beer bar, and I found a hair in my food once.
Clearly I had to sift the hair out of my food, and continue to devour it, but only because the choices seem limited when it comes to food in downtown Houston. I have to admit, I’m lazy on occasion. Walking two blocks over to the Asian restaurant is out of the question since they take so long to prepare the dish, and the nearby Dominoes Pizza is inconsistent with the way their pizzas taste so I have to respectfully decline.
One of these days I’ll get this worked out. Yes there are deliveries, but hey, I’m finicky.