Quinn Minute – Free meals

It was just a case of mistaken identity.

But after all these years, I need to share my secret. That’s why I’m telling you.

In my younger days, I worked in a downtown store’s advertising department. My job was to write about everything from cameras to hair clips.

As a single lazy guy, I didn’t cook. I ate out every night, usually at a large “home cooking” restaurant. One night something strange hap...