the answers to many questions are right here
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can i bring my dog?
yes! dogs (and all other furry monsters) are allowed in the yurt and on the patio. bring them! everyone knows dogs get the best service. they must stay on their leashes, tho
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is the yurt heated/cooled?
yes! the yurt has central heating and AC
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is the patio open?
if you want to sit outside on the patio, the patio is open
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is the bar open seating?
yep! always and forever!
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who chooses the music?
we all do, but if James is working, he chooses the music
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does shuga's take call-aheads?
we take walk-ins and reservations only, we can’t take call-aheads
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does shuga's have gluten-free options?
a few, not millions; we identify as a bread-lover’s destination. also, some of our sandwiches make great salads. sadly, we have never found that perfect gluten-free bread that we’re willing to stand behind, so we do not carry gluten-free bread
[ celiacs beware: gluten is in the air ]
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can i bring my own cake?
yes, and we are ☻ to provide plates, forks, and a knife to cut it with. we do charge a $15 cake-cutting fee
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and while we're talking about cakes, do you do anything special for birthdays?
we love to celebrate special occasions! but if a choreographed song and dance performed by us is what you’re in the mood for, we recommend a corporate chain restaurant run by uniformed servers forced to dance and clap and sing off-key. we prefer you channel your inner Aretha Franklin and perform your own musical numbers. we do have candles tho!
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does shuga's cater?
very rarely. mostly for our friends, family, and longtime customers who love what we do, how we do it, and won’t take ‘no’ for an answer
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how do you pronounce SHUGA'S?
‘shuga’ is a stylized nickname that derives from the word ‘sugar’. it is pronounced by taking the word ‘sugar’, removing the ‘r’ and replacing it with a ‘z’: SHu-ɡəz
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can i have the recipe for the spicy brazilian coconut shrimp soup?
many centuries ago, when the earth existed under her own rule, this recipe was chiseled onto a stone tablet by an ancient brazilian civilization so small in population they were never recorded by historians.
having predicted a devastating meteor collision and their imminent doom, the last remaining people of this ancient civilization broke the precious tablet into three equal pieces, permanently dividing the shrimp soup recipe into thirds, never to be reunited.
each carrying one section of the tablet, three determined, young women set out on foot in opposite directions to hide their portion of the tablet in the farthest reaches of the globe, where no one could ever find them. these three broken tablet sections are, in fact, the only remaining artifacts from this ancient civilization that exist today.
the first piece was dipped in gold and rests at the bottom of the mariana trench in the pacific ocean, about 11,000 meters deep, heavily guarded by a loyal family of goblin sharks. (better google that so you know what you’re getting yourself into.)
the second segment was dipped in water, frozen, and launched, with the help of the brilliant and masterful slaves of a terrible egyptian king, into the earth’s exosphere, lost in a sea of icy space debris, 1,100 km in altitude.
the third (and most elusive) section isn’t as simple to retrieve. it stays locked in the possession of a vengeful, eternal goddess whose name cannot be translated into any human language. she can only be conjured by whispering three forbidden words.
now, this goddess is mean… but she devilishly loves to strike a bargain and she agreed to grant us private access to her portion of the recipe on three strict conditions: 1, we can view the tablet for exactly three minutes, using only our memories to commit it to. 2, we create a restaurant and share its flavors with the world and never, ever go a day without serving it. and 3, we can never share the recipe with anyone except our direct descendants, not even our closest soulmates.
a covenant signed in blood.
most importantly, when we signed this sacred covenant, we agreed that, should we violate any of these three terms, all knowledge of the spicy brazilian coconut shrimp soup and its recipe would be wiped clean from the memory of every human who had ever been so fortunate as to taste it. it will be as if it never existed at all to anyone, even us.
so you see, we cannot share this recipe with you. if we did, you would forget it the moment we spoke it aloud -as would we… for all of eternity.
but now that we have told you where to find it, the journey is yours to make